Bionca Lardon Research Paper

The biggest memories that come to me are going to church in my hometown. Every Sunday was a special schedule. I got to wear my best clothes of the week, which was usually a dress, long socks, and a bow for my hair. Once my whole family was ready we would walk to church. On our way, my mom would often stop and talk to neighbors. Sometimes I would have to remind her that we were going to church or tell her that we were going to be late. Mass was an hour or so. After mass, my mom and dad would give me money to buy an ice cream or junk food. When I finished my ice cream, we would walk home with neighbors who lived on the same street. Walking home everybody would talk about how beautiful the ceremony was and how well the priest explained the Gospel. I loved the sense I was given by my neighbors. Comforting and belonging is what I felt when I was around them. McClay and McAllister refer to this as “anchor our memories in something more substantial than our thoughts and emotions,” which is my hometown connecting me back to my neighbors at my

The most vivid memory I recall is of the first trip I ever made to my happy place, Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. Nothing could ever compare to those 5 days of pure happiness, without a single worry in the world. I truly believe this one little trip shaped the way I want to live the rest of my life.

My first trip to Disney World, now that, that was a memorable trip. That trip was one of the most magical and happiest memories of my life. It was back in 2008, I had just turned 6 years old a few months before we left to go there. It was summertime, and the weather was perfect. I remember being so bored on the way there because I am an only child so I didn’t have anyone to entertain me besides myself. My mom’s side of the family went on this trip with us, and at the time I was the only grandkid, and the only kid at all. So once we finally were almost there I remember passing the big ‘Welcome to Disney World” sign and being so excited I peed my pants--my mom was pretty mad, but my dad thought it was kinda funny so I didn’t get in too much trouble.

One really fun memory was when I was really little like 4 my mom and I were at my grandparents house and my grandma and mom were talking at the table so my grandpa and I started watching movies on this little tiny DVD player . We were

On my 7th birthday my mom, dad, brother, my grandma and grandpa and I all went to Kemah Boardwalk it was right by the the cool gulf of Mexico. I went on all the fun rides except 2. One of the rides I went on was a train that would go in a dark tunnel then “BOOM” it was a gun showdown but of course it was fake. Then I went on a ride that you were in a circularised room with big windows. We would go up and a person would talk to you about the gulf of Mexico and you could see the gulf of Mexico. My head was getting dizzy so I sat down. Then I went on a roller coaster that was made entirely out of wood the one thing that was not out of wood was under the cool cart. It was huge. When we went on it was crazy at one point we went straight down when I got off my stomach was in a knot I felt like I was going to throw up.

Another memory,was a after school program which I was going to called L.Y.A.O it stands for Latino Youth American Organization. We had a last day celebration which was on May 6 and it was after school, the director told us to bring any dish or desert we wanted to the party and I decided on bringing mini jello cupcakes. Before, we began to eat and socialize to each other , they gave all of us certificates for being part of L.Y.A.O and then we began to eat the dishes and deserts. I sat with my group of friends Michael, Jason, Andrea, Janet, Ashely , and Oscar and we talked and exchange phone numbers and enjoyed that last day like there was no

My sister, mom, and I had so many great memories together, so today I will only share one, because the other memories are ours and I don't want to share. I don't have one favorite memory of my mom because all of them were special and important to me. The memory I will share is when our family when on a trip for the 4 th of July , we decided that we were going to drive all the way to New York and along the way stop in Washington D.C.. We were staying in New Carrolton, Maryland and there was a clothing warehouse about five minutes away, we decided to drive over to see the clothes they had

My first favorite memory, I believe took place after my senior year of high school. My Dad came up with the idea to go to Washington DC for a daytrip (he used to work for the airline we got nearly free airfare). Since we only had hours to spend we chose to go to the Smithsonian. Flying out, taking transportation to the museum, meandering thru the museum, transportation back to the airport, followed by flying home. It was a whirlwind of a day.

One of the best fun, memories i have had is when i went to Cancun, Mexico. Sometime in June last year I went to Mexico with all my family, ( cousins sisters aunts uncles etc ) it was a very memorable moment because I got to see my family smiling and we had so much fun. The plane ride there was super scary but seeing all the clouds was very cool and it’s possibly a one time thing to be in the clouds and see all of the big buildings and all of the lakes and rivers below you. From the moment you stepped of the plane we could feel the warm weather and we could feel the breeze.

my little brother, Shawn and I was walking along a beach in Miami after school, still in our uniforms and had our backpacks on our backs. It was at low tide the sand was all wet and there were pools of water all along. Shawn was picking up shells and putting them in his pocket or throwing them at the segals above.

A favorite memory I had was when I was around 7 years old. My dad and I went to Lee's Sandwiches and I had my dad get me hot wings instead of a sandwich. After I got my wings (yum!), I left it on the table and followed my dad to the register again to pickup his sandwich. When we came back, the hot wings were gone and we saw a homeless man run away with it outside. My dad ran after him and quickly stopped him, and after I caught up with him, I saw the man apologizing and on the verge of tears. In the middle of his apology, my dad pulled out a $20 bill and handed it over to him, saying he should take it and keep the chicken wings. The man changed his tearful apology to an even more tearful thank you, but my dad just walked away. I never got another

My first childhood memory is my grandpa riding me around in the yard on his four wheeler. And some of my best memories are hanging out with my great grandma every summer when school was out. When I was young my babysitter was my grandma, she would let me do anything I wanted to do.

It was 86 degrees my socks were soaked, my water was already warm and I’d just gotten it like 2 minutes ago. I was only 5 and I was walking next to the stroller where my 3 year old brother was, my 7 year old brother was on the other side. We were walking around in “Animal Kingdom” not knowing what to do (I didn’t know that was possible.) We finally found a dino playground (it was a regular playground but they put a dinosaur at the front) I ran straight to the base of it before my mom even finished her sentence I was so excited, little did I know what would happen next.

I have several wonderful memories as a child. The ones that stand out the most, are the ones with my grandfather (Papaw). I never knew my father. He died when I was very young. Papaw was always there for me and I did everything with him. Growing up I remember spending many days and nights with my grandparents. And when Papaw would go somewhere, I had to be right by his side. Whether it was walking out to the garage, going into town, or going to work in his big truck, I would tag along.