Childhood Memory

1.1. Explain the legal status and principles of the relevant early years framework/s, and how

On September 4, 1999, I was born in Victoria Jubilee hospital in Kingston, Jamaica. My family comes from the inner city of a country that is poverty stricken, politically corrupt, with an excessive murder rate. Despite the many flaws, I was taught to love my culture and respect others. My family came to America to have a better opportunity in life.

My earliest memory of my childhood has to be the first major fight my parents had that has been seared into the memories of my childhood. We all hate to see our parents fight and usually when I would witness my parents fight I would block it out because “mommy and daddy will always love each other no matter what.” They would tell me that over and over again no matter how bad their fights got. I yearn so badly to tell my younger self not to hang on to that idea of love because that idea in the end wasn’t really love at all.

I was born in Newark, Ohio at Licking Memorial Hospital on January 20, 2003, at 11:42 am. I am the oldest of three girls; Madison is the middle child, and Macey is the youngest. Mady and Macey have a different dad than I do. My parents were together in high school and when the graduated they had me. When I was about seven months old, my mom and dad split up and went their ways. My mom then met my sister's dad, Jaime. They were married for seven years until the got a divorce. After their divorce was final, my mom and dad started seeing each other again, and on December 24, 2012, my parents (Jason and Alysha) got married. That was the most exciting and happy night of my life because I never knew what is was like to have both of my parents around me all the time. Although Mady and Macey have to go through what I had to go through the first eight years of my life, they both love my dad and love him being around.

My life began with an accomplishment when I was born into a loving family on a hot summer day in July. I grew up in Hamilton, Illinois, a small town situated along the mighty Mississippi River. I am the youngest of my family with my two older brothers being seven and ten years older than me. I am also blessed to be a part of a larger extended family that lives close to home which has had a significant impact on my upbringing.

Explain why positive relationships with children and young people are important and how these are built and maintained.

They sacrificed the familiarity of their homes for a country full of uncertainty in search for the American Dream. I would often ask my parents if the risk and unpredictability that came with moving to the United States was worth it. The weariness in their eyes and aching of their bones told me of yearning for their country and families, but they would always respond with certainty that they would go through it a thousand times if it meant that my brothers and I would grow up with the resources to dream and achieve

Some of those values are being respectful to your elders, saying thank you, opening the door for other people and having manners. During the time of me growing up, I thought the code of conduct my parents taught me was always right. As I started to grow older, surrounded by the entertainment industry and the internet. What you see and want to follow can change. My parents may have the value that you respect your elders, but I believe you should respect elders to an extent.

My family taught me how to help those in need and to not take what I have for granted. I truly learned this lesson when I went on service trips. The part I enjoy the most on these trips is when I go to a worksite and see how happy I can make the people who are being benefited. I also learned that everyone in this world has very different lives. But the odd thing is that some people who live in poverty are extremely happy. Not everyone needs money or a huge house because they know what is truly important in life to them. That taught me the lesson that you can always find the bright side out of anything. Life may give you a hard time, but it's your job to be able to preserver and bounce back from the hardships. One of the most important things

The day was Thursday 30th of July, it was 3.15pm during the middle of winter; I Emily Yasmine Mejia was born. I had a great childhood growing up, it was filled with the love of my big family, the day to day adventures we all had and the satisfaction of growing up in my latin culture. As a child i was very apprehensive when it came to being independent, i hated new situations because it meant i had to be away from home.

In this set of materials, the reading passage discusses a certain phenomenon in human memory, and the listening passage adds to the ideas in the reading passage by presenting a possible explanation for this phenomenon.

My overall background and upbringing have shaped the majority of the values and beliefs that I hold to this day. My personal desire to be successful in life has led me to work as hard as I possibly can; but above all, my desire to make my parents proud of me motivates me more than anything.

I was born on June 7th, 1917 in Topeka, Kansas to my beautiful and supportive parents Keziah and David. David, my father, was the first person in his family to graduate high school. He studied a year at Fisk University

On October 5, 2004, in the middle evening, my mom gave birth to me! I was born in what is now called the USC Verdugo Hills Hospital in Glendale at 7:00 P.M. because of my beloved mother. Although I was born here in the United States, my parents both immigrated here from the small country of Bangladesh because they wanted to finish their college education. My family right now consists of my mother, my father, my older brother, and I.

Some of my fondest childhood memories are of camping trips my parents would take me on starting at a very young age. These memories consist of walking a dark forest trail in the middle of the night, black bags hanging from the hands of all the young children with hopes of catching the mysterious snipe that had been roaming the woods, gathering around warm fires on cool nights with people you barely know and hearing out their past adventures, hoping to one day to take their place with adventurous of my own, getting poison ivy rashes from roaming too far off the trail, scraping up my elbows and knees tumbling over and through rough trails, and getting a fishing hook to wedge itself deeply into my palm. Every day was some plan to try