Yesterday we met Taylor Mali, the poet. He asked us to list ten of our earliest memories and then the next day to show them to him. These memories below are the some of the most hilarious, scary, happy stories I have.
I remember when I was 4 I ate the awesomest burrito in my life. By the time my sister got back from getting her own food, I was already done. She said "Did you eat that entire burrito?" 'Cuz it was like this big.
I remember when I was 3, I was on one of those moving sidewalks and my shoelace got caught at the end and it ripped my shoe off.
I remember when I was riding a bike in Holland with my family and I went into a tunnel. My sister started slowly pushing me against the side of the the and I crashed into it and a small protrusion in the metal cut a long gash on my arm.
I remember when I was 2 my sister put her hand on the elevator door and it opened. Her hand slipped into the opening along with the door.
I remember when I was 5 and I was pushing my sister around in a shopping cart. I pushed it really hard and the shopping cart hit a wall under a fire extinguisher. The extinguisher fell on my sister's head and she had to get stitches.
I remember when I was 6 and I was eating oatmeal, but for some reason, it was really spicey and I couldn't eat it so I told my dad. He yelled at me and took a bite of it and yelled that it wasn't spicey at all. My mom came in and I told her and she took a bite and told my dad "This is really spicey! What did you put in this?" He said he only put in cinnamon and picked up a small canister. My mom looked at it and said: "This is Cayenne Pepper."
I remember when I was 4 I ate the awesomest burrito in my life. By the time my sister got back from getting her own food, I was already done. She said "Did you eat that entire burrito?" 'Cuz it was like this big.
I remember when I was 3, I was on one of those moving sidewalks and my shoelace got caught at the end and it ripped my shoe off.
I remember when I was riding a bike in Holland with my family and I went into a tunnel. My sister started slowly pushing me against the side of the the and I crashed into it and a small protrusion in the metal cut a long gash on my arm.
I remember when I was 2 my sister put her hand on the elevator door and it opened. Her hand slipped into the opening along with the door.
I remember when I was 5 and I was pushing my sister around in a shopping cart. I pushed it really hard and the shopping cart hit a wall under a fire extinguisher. The extinguisher fell on my sister's head and she had to get stitches.
I remember when I was 6 and I was eating oatmeal, but for some reason, it was really spicey and I couldn't eat it so I told my dad. He yelled at me and took a bite of it and yelled that it wasn't spicey at all. My mom came in and I told her and she took a bite and told my dad "This is really spicey! What did you put in this?" He said he only put in cinnamon and picked up a small canister. My mom looked at it and said: "This is Cayenne Pepper."
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