What’s your earliest memory involving another person? Recreate the scene — from the other person’s perspective.
One of my earliest memories was perhaps when I was about 2 or 3 years old. I must have only just recently learnt how to walk, and at the time we lived in a small block of flats on the ground floor.
As a kid, were you happy or anxious about going back to school? Now that you’re older, how has your attitude toward the end of the summer evolved?
For us here in ‘Straya, the end of August is just that, the end of another month. Oh and the end of winter!
...I don't do laundry.
Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos
....................................it's our life
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose / The more things change, the more they stay the same
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Turning Tears and Laughter into Words
colourful observations
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