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I’d say, my earliest memory is probably a trip to Disneyland my family went on when I was 3. I don’t remember it all that well, but I vividly remember the feeling of the itchy Belle dress with a pink mickey wizards hat, and eagerly running to every fascinating corner of the park. My family laugh at young me, because when I met Cinderella, I grabbed her hand and she walked with me for a long time throughout the park.
I also remember much of my preschool years, and maybe that’s because I still know lots of the friends I made there today. I remember my first crush on a boy, I remember playing in the sandbox, I remember when I forgot my lunch so another mom gave me half of an egg salad sandwich that I really didn’t want to eat, and I remember when a friend of mine told me about a stereotype that blondes were dumb. I didn’t know it was a stereotype then of course, and my friend was not calling me dumb, and I only remember her saying it. I don’t remember how I responded. I vaguely remember saying something like, “well I’m not dumb” but I am really not sure.

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The clearest part of this memory was when we got to the park, put all the seats down in the back and my parents brought the puppies. We got to play with them in the back of the car but we knew what puppy we wanted. While the other puppies slept, and I remember one snoring, the puppy we picked was playing with us and the toys we brought.

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My earliest memory was walking into UTC with my mom. I was about 4 years old and she held my hand as we crossed through the empty parking lot. I was wearing an orange shirt that had a little bunny on it that was fluffy, it was a felt-like material. I was also wearing brown corduroy pants. I’m pretty sure we were going to a birthday party that took place in a trampoline park because I have a photo of me at a trampoline park wearing the same outfit, but these memories are extremely separated, so I can’t be sure. I wasn’t cold or hot, I was just right. There were only a few cars parked in the lot and there were none driving. It was sort of overcast, but not chilly. If I would guess, I would say this memory took place around this time of year.

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I woke up in my bed and I looked down at the blue rug and I saw a bunch of little people walking around on the rug. I then walked downstairs and saw a bunch of little people in the dishwasher.

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"In the fifth grade class the year I was in pre-kindergarten or whatever it was called, there were not enough fifth-graders to shadow all of the pre-kindergarteners so I shadowed my teacher,"

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My earliest memory I can think of right now is when I was watching baseball games with my brother, sister, and basically my second brother. We were standing behind the outfield fence just watching other kids play. It had smelt like old dirt and fresh grass. Sunflower seeds everywhere on the ground from all the ballplayers.

It was one of the first times my sister had babysat me and everything was going perfect. I liked to play games on her legs because I was a toddler. At the time we had this big wood coffee table. She was sitting on the coach with her feet on the coffee table and I had fallen and hit my eyebrow on the corner. My sister was scared for the life of her because she thought it hit my eye. She had gone to two of my neighbors to call my mom. My mom had rushed home from work and we had gone to the hospital. I had got 18 stitches that day on my right eyebrow.

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My earliest memory was waking in my car along the way to San Diego. At that time, we were moving from Las Vegas to San Diego. When I woke up, I was immediately aware of what was happening, so I was not alarmed. It was night time when I woke up and we were driving on the highway. When I looked out the car window, I saw cars zooming past us and the orange glow from highway lights. What I saw was the only thing I remember, I do not remember experiencing any
other senses. The memory was very brief since a few seconds after I woke up, I fell back asleep.

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My earliest memory was when I went to the Safari park for the first time. As a kid I had always loved animals so every time a commercial for the zoo came up I begged my parents to take me. I remember showing up there and the first thing I saw was bright pink cotton candy. The sweet smell of sugary goodness intrigued me and I probably said something along the lines of, “Mommy can I have it.” We had just arrived at the park so her answer was, “You can either get it now and have that be your one sweet of the day, or you can wait to see if there is something better later on.” This was a common thing for my mom to say as she knew I would always wait. I remember being slightly sad but it all got better as we ventured into the [ark where the first attraction was feeding deer. I remember the unique smell the pen had, and how when the deer took the feed from out of your hand felt. But if we’re being honest i don't even remember if the animals were actually even deer.

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At the end of the practice, we were handed our jerseys. We were light blue this year. My sister and I at the time were obsessed with the amazon river. We would watch shows and documentaries on it. She and I had never been very girly. We always switched out our dolls for dinosaurs and were repulsed by the color pink or a dress. When it came around to name suggestions for our team, I suggested that we be called the piranhas, a fish from the amazon. I was five, and nobody knew what the heck i was talking about.

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My earliest memory I can think of is sprinting around the field of my preschool, how the field sunk down in the middle and ramped up on the sides like a small valley. Due would collect on each blade of dark green grass and glimmer up at the white light that funneled down through the morning fogbank.

I can faintly remember the two friend that I left behind there or the bully who took claw like fingernails and raked the skin from my face after school one day. I can remember the sights and sounds of my second birthday party and the constant struggle to stay home from school as my mother strapped my shoes onto my pudgy feet and ushered me to the dark volvo for my escort.

I can remember the fascination with all the animal that was drilled deep within me and when I started to lay this out on paper, how I was certainly far from the best artist, drawing weird blobs for people and the sudden switch when I started to get talent.

-Ethan

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My earliest memory, well you never know, there are some things I remember but they could just be that I remember watching a video of myself doing that action or listening to my parents tell me a story about it. You hear these stories or watch these video and then after a certain time you just believe that you remember being there and the feelings you would have felt during that time. Human decisions are made not to be remembered in later years but in that moment. Yes there are memories that I most likely remember but have these stories and videos blurred them out maybe so. But even though they are blurred out sometimes memories that are less fuzzy comeback to you but then you forget those too. This combination makes it impossible except for chance to on the spot write about your favorite memory.

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One of my earliest memories is a toy that I broke. I think that it was a toy train. I remember that I was playing with it while taking a bath. I think that the normal bathtub was too large for me so my parents had a smaller bathtub that they placed inside the normal one so that I could fit. I brought the toy into the water and was having fun playing with it in the water. I was making the train go everywhere. Once I exited the bath however, I noticed that it was waterlogged. I didn’t really understand what was happening so I just tried to shake the water out. To my dismay, the water didn’t leave the train as the train wasn’t meant to be anywhere near water. I was pretty sad, and still haven’t gotten over it to this day.

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I woke up when the sky was still pitch black and the birds hadn’t even come out for their morning song. Why was I up so early you ask? It was my first day of kindergarten and I knew I had to be there right on time looking my absolute best. Although I was never a morning person, this morning I was waking up with a grin on my face. I was so excited but nervous at the same time. My mom is a stay-at-home mom so since that day wherever my mom went, I went, always grasping her by the thigh. I knew a few little girls that were going to be at my school so I was thrilled to show them my new backpack. My mom woke up and did my hair in too fluffy pigtails. I was sure this would impress my teacher. Then right after I went to the kitchen and ate my pillow soft pancakes. Mom only made pancakes on special occasions, so when she made it today I knew I was starting off my day with a bang. My mom stood my brother and I  right in front of a white wall to take our first day of school pictures. My pigtails were the star of the show with my backpack that was 10 times bigger than I was and my flowy pink skirt matching the scrunchies in my hair. In the car ride to school, unexpected feelings aroused. I wasn’t feeling nervous or scared and I wasn’t feeling excited either. I felt like I was growing up. This was the first time I had ever felt like I was stepping up the “next level” and it is a day I will never forget.

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My earliest memory is going to the supermarket with my mom. My sister, my mom, and I were all there and as we were checking out, the cashier asked for our age. I lifted one hand with my fingers outstretched, indicating that I was 5. I remember being very shy and having to hide behind my mom’s leg immediately after that.

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Lots of people notice visual aspects, but many people don't notice smelling, hearing, or tasting anything

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My earliest memory was when I first saw my dog Cocoa. We got my dog when I was around 3 years old. We had just driven down from San Francisco where I lived, to LA to visit my cousins and grandparents

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lots of imagery

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I remember waiting at the gate, excited to go on a plane. But my mom was sad and my dad was trying to wrangle us kids so that my mom wouldn't have to. We boarded the plane and spent the next 5 hours flying to Michigan. When we landed, my great aunt and great  uncle picked us up from the airport and drove us to my grandma's house in Grand Rapids, Michigan. When we got to my  grandma's house, she had set up the basement for my older sister, older brother, and me to sleep in. I remember it being cold down there, not because of air conditioning, but because it was Michigan, and it got cold at night.I spent the next week going to gymnastics practice and the zoo. Seeing relatives and going blueberry picking. But everyone was sad. My mom and grandma went to the hospital everyday and sometimes they took my older siblings, but I was never allowed to go because my mom said I was too young.

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people remember exactly how they felt

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Clear parts

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Including dialog from the event

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detail about surroundings

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people remember mostly what they saw and not what they smelled. not the full memories some parts are clearer than others.

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A lot of the memories seem to be away from home.

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A lot of the memories seem to be away from home.

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unsure of all details

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Information about who else was there

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A lot of people's first memories took place around ages 3-5

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A lot of experiences had family that was apart of them

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Very brief snapshots of memories

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People don't remember what they were wearing.

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personal knowledge or a story

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it talks about someones life

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The author talking about their life in the past

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details personal experiences, especially with the author's opinions

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A memoir is the full account, so maybe including reminders from family who might remember things better. Also could be reflecting on memories that made the person who they are today or at the time of writing the memoir

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A memoir is the full account, so maybe including reminders from family who might remember things better. Also could be reflecting on memories that made the person who they are today or at the time of writing the memoir

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A resolution that concludes their memories

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memories from their life and descriptions on how they felt

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a personal discription of someone's past events based on nothing other than their own memories

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The author is writing from memory

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Memoirs depict many parts of a person's life that otherwise wouldn't be written about.

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Memories or experiences only they can share (unique).

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Personal experience and knowledge about the past.

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Personal experience and knowledge about the past.

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A piece of writing that includes memories that has shaped ones life 

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A piece of writing that includes memories that has shaped ones life 

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a memoir is a story created upon the memories of the narrator and only the narrator, usually and important or impactful event:
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The way I have been impacted by being surrounded by life also means that I witness a lot of death

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how memories shaped you as a person and where you are now because of them

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families going through stuff together vs. apart

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Looking on from the future on past thoughts, and how I might feel differently or the same

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Looking on from the future on past thoughts, and how I might feel differently or the same

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The importance of converasation/commuication in this social climate

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personal growth on how I perceived myself and the events that changed that.

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personal growth on how I perceived myself and the events that changed that.

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In a memoir, I would want to write about what defined me. I have had good moments and not so good moments in my life.

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how experiences changed me, and how I grew 

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how experiences changed me, and how I grew 

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How my family and I overcame the sickness of a loved one and my memories from that time

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memories turned into a story from the story teller

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My experiences with friends throughout my life.

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My experiences with friends throughout my life.

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how people grieve