Sexson said in class, that he wanted a blog on our first memory. It took me only a few minutes to clear my mind, and really think back to my earliest memory. Im probably 3 years old maybe younger, running down the hallway to my grandparents bedroom, because at that time my mother and I lived with them. And i still to this day remember running to their room when i got scared, had a bead dream or jsut couldnt sleep. When i think about it a little bit more i realize that still to this day, they are the ones I run to when I need comfort, help, understanding, affection etc. Its ironic to me that my earliest memory is of me running to them in a time of some sort of need, and that they are still here for me today to run to them with whatever I need.
Other than that, I am very excited to start this class! I havnet started reading Speak, Memory, since that is going to be my weekend fun, but i have looked through it a bit and I think it will be a very interresting read!
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