My favorite childhood memory I would have to say, would be the time I 6 years old, and my older brother (Jack) had gone off to Canada for about a week to visit a friend. Now at age 6 a week seems like a year, so I missed him a ton, and I remember when he got back, and I went up to the airport, I just got so excited. I had never been more excited in my whole life to see my brother, or anyone for that matter. I remember screaming, "JACK!" as I ran to him, and gave him a big hug.
Sounds corny, but it is one of my favorite childhood memories.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Summer Reading
Over the summer I read two books, Muhammad Ali, was the first one I read, and Uncle Tom's Cabin was the other one I read. I liked Ali's book the most, because Ali has been one of my heroes throughout my life.
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