Leaving home

Jul 19, 2010 04:19

On my first day of nursery school I clung to mama and wouldn't let go. What if she doesn't fetch me, I thought. I didn't want to be left in my new school all alone! When dismissal time finally came and my mom wouldn't be in my first line of sight at the gate, I would collapse and cry myself to relief, as if wailing would magically summon her. Of ( Read more... )

homesick, narrative essay, leaving, my mom, my dad

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bipiagio April 10 2011, 23:16:35 UTC
You made some good points there. I did a search on the topic and found most people will agree with your blog.

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bipiagio April 12 2011, 13:56:12 UTC
I really enjoyed this post. You write about this topic very well. There are many cherished moments in life, why not wear a beautiful dress! When looking back on special memories of your child wearing a gorgeous dress, it will make a fond memory.

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masseywope November 3 2011, 23:23:23 UTC
Gratitude is the sign of noble souls.

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