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Monday, January 4, 2021
Your Childhood—due January 5
Write a vignette (similar to the ones Cisneros has written) about an odd childhood memory.
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when I was about 2 an a 1/2 I live in a small town right outside of Omaha in are small little house in our samll little town i had to dogs one named jax the other one named jersy in the small little house there was a big back deck with a big sliding glass door right out side the door i can rember see those 2 dogs jumping up and down the the porch my dad took me out there to play with the dogs we had a big back yard witch look like it had a raging river flowing throw the back that is my first every memorie i can think of i went back to visit the little house about 10 years ago i couldnt belevie how small the flowing water was it turns out it was just a creek it had happen to flood the last time i was there meier
For me, it's hard for me to remember any old and odd childhood memory. The only memories I can remember are odd dreams I have as of late(like I had a pretty weird one last night). But I do try to find one from my childhood but I can't remember them. So here is one of my more recent dreams I'd had.
I was on some kind of ruined bus, it was still working but all filthy and old looking. When I looked out the window all I saw a rusty brown color fog with little to no light or life to be seen. Then the bus was attacked by some kind of zombies or something(I can't remember the exact appearance of what they looked like) so I had to fend them off the bus until it suddenly transformed into some kind of factory. I had no clothes on and started climbing up to get out of the place, avoiding traps and hazards as I climbed up the factory until I finally awaken from my sleep.
My tastes Everyone has their tastes, some like spicy, sweet, ‘ell, even the type that smells funky but tastes like the best thing people have ever tasted, my tastes were spoken in one singular sandwich. This sandwich was made with 2 pieces of potato bread, BBQ slathered on both pieces, and here’s where this got weird, I put corn flakes on it and I enjoyed that monstrosity, this singular sandwich made my day every day. My family kept questioning why I would eat this sandwich, I liked 2 things and made a god damn monstrosity until I fell out of making this sandwich because I had decided that BBQ belongs on 2 things: chicken and ribs. My family never spoke of this ever since.
When I was little I loved being active and doing multiple things such as going outside kicking soccer balls around, playing with friends, and many other things I had the most fun playing soccer because it was what I loved and I still love it to this day by the time I was old enough to play competitive I worked harder and harder to the day I was able to play with a good team and play in tournaments to win and take home the championship trophy.
I guess when I think of weird memories, not much pops into mind as I don’t know what people would consider “normal” within their lives. Only one thing sticks out to me like a sore thumb and it’ll be a part of me forever. When I was 9 years old my mom helped me buy my first car. It was supposed to be a project for me growing up so that I could have my own car in highschool. It was a 1963 Nova II with a 194 ci straight six and 3 on the tree. I had done minor work to it as the car was in rather good shape to begin with, but I had taken it to multiple car shows and won several prizes. I ended up selling it for less than I wanted and bought my Camaro, which in turn turned out to be a clapped out hooptie. I guess this is rather odd to me as most 9 year olds never have an actual car that they personally own. Let alone a classic manufactured before their time. My brother is older than me and would’ve gotten his license quicker, but my parents knew how much I loved my hobby and wanted to see me do what I love.
I don't really remember a lot of weird memories during my childhood, but I do know some and I cannot forget this one. This memory took place when I was at the arcade as 8 or 10 year old boy with my family on a road trip for my brothers sport. At the arcade we were very strict with our money and we couldn't play a lot of games, so I chose to play this game and I ended up winning a thousand tickets which is weird because it was my first try and I thought I was going to do terrible, but no I got lucky.
My childhood involved moving back and forth from my mom and my dads. I was at my mom's every day but on every other weekend. I suck because I liked being at my dad's because we had a lot of fun stuff there. Also whenever we had to go back to my dad's I always forgot something at my mom's or the other way around. Another thing is that I moved a lot when I was a kid. Pfeiffer
I don't remember much about my childhood but I only remember the ones that really make me happy and the dumb moments. As a kid growing up I was always a trouble maker. My mom had a small store in our country of Thailand. When the store was closed and when she was not around I would steal food and drinks and later that night she will yell at me hit me with flip-flops. I remember always getting in trouble in school. In our country, teachers can hit you when you are not listening or causing trouble, so I was always the one getting hit with a ruler in my class. The only thing we did after school or for recuses was playing soccer. That was the only sport that I played. One time my friend and I were leaving our village to go see his grandpa and we have not told anyone that we were leaving. Then the next day they put us as missing and we were talked about on radios. That was kinda funny at that time but now I see why it was not funny. In our village, it was boring so my friends and I would go to a river to swim. After a few minutes, we would see a snake in that river with us then we would jump off the river as fast as we could. When my parents told me we were going to move to America I didn't feel much about it besides that I was leaving my friends. When I first came here snow was very strange and interesting because I have never seen snow or felt it before. I would always play basketball outside with people from different ethnic groups. I learned about them and made friends with them. Until this day, we are still friends. English was my second language so I learned it quick because I was hanging out with people that spoke English really well and learned from them. I was also getting into a lot of trouble too with school and outside of school. My friends and I will always have run-ins with the cops because we made some bad choices. I fell in love with American music and I wanted to be someone in the music industry.
Everyone has childhood memories, but some people they remember, some they don't remember. So I remember my childhood memories are kind of interesting. as a child, we did some stupid things. When I was a child we used to play soccer balls made of plastic and rope. I remember my school and my classmates' friends. In our school in Nepal, we have 30 girls and 30 boys in one room and we have to stay in the room until we finish the exam. Going fishing after school with friends. In our country, we don't need any fishing license. Going outside when it is raining and playing soccer with friends.
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when I was about 2 an a 1/2 I live in a small town right outside of Omaha in are small little house in our samll little town i had to dogs one named jax the other one named jersy in the small little house there was a big back deck with a big sliding glass door right out side the door i can rember see those 2 dogs jumping up and down the the porch my dad took me out there to play with the dogs we had a big back yard witch look like it had a raging river flowing throw the back that is my first every memorie i can think of i went back to visit the little house about 10 years ago i couldnt belevie how small the flowing water was it turns out it was just a creek it had happen to flood the last time i was there meier
For me, it's hard for me to remember any old and odd childhood memory. The only memories I can remember are odd dreams I have as of late(like I had a pretty weird one last night). But I do try to find one from my childhood but I can't remember them. So here is one of my more recent dreams I'd had.
I was on some kind of ruined bus, it was still working but all filthy and old looking. When I looked out the window all I saw a rusty brown color fog with little to no light or life to be seen. Then the bus was attacked by some kind of zombies or something(I can't remember the exact appearance of what they looked like) so I had to fend them off the bus until it suddenly transformed into some kind of factory. I had no clothes on and started climbing up to get out of the place, avoiding traps and hazards as I climbed up the factory until I finally awaken from my sleep.
My tastes
Everyone has their tastes, some like spicy, sweet, ‘ell, even the type that smells funky but tastes like the best thing people have ever tasted, my tastes were spoken in one singular sandwich. This sandwich was made with 2 pieces of potato bread, BBQ slathered on both pieces, and here’s where this got weird, I put corn flakes on it and I enjoyed that monstrosity, this singular sandwich made my day every day.
My family kept questioning why I would eat this sandwich, I liked 2 things and made a god damn monstrosity until I fell out of making this sandwich because I had decided that BBQ belongs on 2 things: chicken and ribs. My family never spoke of this ever since.
When I was little I loved being active and doing multiple things such as going outside kicking soccer balls around, playing with friends, and many other things I had the most fun playing soccer because it was what I loved and I still love it to this day by the time I was old enough to play competitive I worked harder and harder to the day I was able to play with a good team and play in tournaments to win and take home the championship trophy.
I guess when I think of weird memories, not much pops into mind as I don’t know what people would consider “normal” within their lives. Only one thing sticks out to me like a sore thumb and it’ll be a part of me forever. When I was 9 years old my mom helped me buy my first car. It was supposed to be a project for me growing up so that I could have my own car in highschool. It was a 1963 Nova II with a 194 ci straight six and 3 on the tree. I had done minor work to it as the car was in rather good shape to begin with, but I had taken it to multiple car shows and won several prizes. I ended up selling it for less than I wanted and bought my Camaro, which in turn turned out to be a clapped out hooptie. I guess this is rather odd to me as most 9 year olds never have an actual car that they personally own. Let alone a classic manufactured before their time. My brother is older than me and would’ve gotten his license quicker, but my parents knew how much I loved my hobby and wanted to see me do what I love.
-Mennis
I don't really remember a lot of weird memories during my childhood, but I do know some and I cannot forget this one. This memory took place when I was at the arcade as 8 or 10 year old boy with my family on a road trip for my brothers sport. At the arcade we were very strict with our money and we couldn't play a lot of games, so I chose to play this game and I ended up winning a thousand tickets which is weird because it was my first try and I thought I was going to do terrible, but no I got lucky.
My childhood involved moving back and forth from my mom and my dads. I was at my mom's every day but on every other weekend. I suck because I liked being at my dad's because we had a lot of fun stuff there. Also whenever we had to go back to my dad's I always forgot something at my mom's or the other way around. Another thing is that I moved a lot when I was a kid.
Pfeiffer
I don't remember much about my childhood but I only remember the ones that really make me happy and the dumb moments. As a kid growing up I was always a trouble maker. My mom had a small store in our country of Thailand. When the store was closed and when she was not around I would steal food and drinks and later that night she will yell at me hit me with flip-flops. I remember always getting in trouble in school. In our country, teachers can hit you when you are not listening or causing trouble, so I was always the one getting hit with a ruler in my class. The only thing we did after school or for recuses was playing soccer. That was the only sport that I played. One time my friend and I were leaving our village to go see his grandpa and we have not told anyone that we were leaving. Then the next day they put us as missing and we were talked about on radios. That was kinda funny at that time but now I see why it was not funny. In our village, it was boring so my friends and I would go to a river to swim. After a few minutes, we would see a snake in that river with us then we would jump off the river as fast as we could. When my parents told me we were going to move to America I didn't feel much about it besides that I was leaving my friends. When I first came here snow was very strange and interesting because I have never seen snow or felt it before. I would always play basketball outside with people from different ethnic groups. I learned about them and made friends with them. Until this day, we are still friends. English was my second language so I learned it quick because I was hanging out with people that spoke English really well and learned from them. I was also getting into a lot of trouble too with school and outside of school. My friends and I will always have run-ins with the cops because we made some bad choices. I fell in love with American music and I wanted to be someone in the music industry.
Gurung
Everyone has childhood memories, but some people they remember, some they don't remember. So I remember my childhood memories are kind of interesting. as a child, we did some stupid things. When I was a child we used to play soccer balls made of plastic and rope. I remember my school and my classmates' friends. In our school in Nepal, we have 30 girls and 30 boys in one room and we have to stay in the room until we finish the exam. Going fishing after school with friends. In our country, we don't need any fishing license. Going outside when it is raining and playing soccer with friends.
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