The author of the article explores the earliest happy memory is of being taken to the zoo by his uncle in his brand new automobile. He think he must has been about three or four years old, but he remembers very clearly sitting with his Aunt in the back of the car, and being excited about going on a trip without his parents for the first time. His uncle was a very charismatic character and the author remembers that he used to smoke expensive cigars that were individually wrapped and came in wooden boxes. In fact the researcher still has one of the wooden cigar boxes that his uncle gave him, and it retains a faint smell of these cigars to this day. The researcher’s earliest sad memory is not difficult to remember because it arises out of a traumatic occurrence in his family when he was about three or four years old. It was winter time and his mother became suddenly very ill and was taken to hospital. He remember going to his grandparents’ house and having to sleep in a strange bed. His father was not around for most of that time and he did not understand what was going on. His single worst memory is seeing his father crying, and his grandmother looking after him as if he was a baby. This is a kind of flashbulb memory for him, because it suddenly revealed a dimension of life that he had not imagined before. The author had always assumed that his home would be secure, and his parents would be in control of things, and always around to care for him. me. Even now I am uncomfortable when I see grown adults cry, and I think it is because this first experience was such a painful one for me. Of the two memories, the sad memory is by far the most vivid. The zoo trip is one that I rarely think of, and though I have enjoyed retrieving it from storage for this exercise, I do not think it has had a major impact on my life. I have a fondness for animals, and this trip may have helped to reinforce that inclination, but apart from that, this memory is like a happy glow in the distant past. It has become part of the background to my life, and I take it for granted, along with many other happy memories from childhood. The memory of my father weeping, however, is one that I do regularly think about. At the time it was a very distressing experience, and I know now that the mind tends to hold on to such memories, even though they are difficult, because they have a useful function in terms of survival and knowledge building. Young children learn from situations which make them sad or frightened, so long as the experience is not completely overwhelming. They retain some images as iconic memories, which persist for many years. In some cases, if the experience is very shocking, then a child can repress past memories and this can affect future learning and the whole personality of the child. In my own case, the situation resolved itself after a couple of weeks, and my family life was restored to its usual calm normality, and so the sad memory of my father’s distress, though upsetting for me at the time, has not had catastrophic long term ...Show more
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Many childhood experiences leave lifelong impressions on people. Write an essay in which you describe a memorable childhood experience and explain its effect on your life.
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I went through my childhood with more sad memories than happy ones. I sometime wish that I could feel the other way around. Unfortunately, the dramatic and sad experiences stand out more in my memory bank. Among my childhood , I remember the experience of my father helping me on my math problem when I was nine years old the most. That experience has affected my relationship with my parents negatively and teaches me to be a better parent.
When I was nine years old, I had trouble in math. I could not do multi-digit division; thus, my math performance in school suffered. My mother made me kneel for about fifteen minutes then spanked me afterward if I got an average grade or below in school. She could not help me because she had no education. To overcome the math problem, I asked my father for help one night. The experience that I went through while getting help from him was the worse one in my childhood.
My father and I spent next three hours together that night, and that was the longest three hours I had ever experience in life. He helped me by having me doing many multi-digit division problems and if I made any mistake he would whip the back of my hands with a wooden ruler. I of course got countless number of whips especially at the beginning because I didn't know how to solve them. I can still recall his out control temperament. He yelled at me and told me how stupid I was continuously. I remember crying nonstop and begging him to stop hitting me. At the end of that three hours I was no longer having any more math problem or any other problems.
After that night, I always made sure that my parents would never know any of my problems. I stopped asking my parents for help. That experience has affected the way I feel about my parents. I was not closed to my parents before, and that experience deteriorated our relationship further. That experience also affects the way I raise my children today. I learn to be more tolerable and helpful to children, and not to repeat the same nightmare that I went through with my father.
In summary, the three hours that I spent with my father while he was helping me with my math problems is my most memorable childhood experience. It has a negative effect on my relationship with my parents, yet it has a positive effect on the way I raise my family today; I learn to be a better parent out of that experience.
I sometimes wish that I could feel the other way around.
Among my childhood memories I remember the experience of my father helping me on my math problems when I was nine years old the most. That experience has e ffected my relationship with my parents negatively and taught me to be a better parent.
To overcome the math difficulties , I asked my father for help one night. The experience that I went through while getting help from him was the worst one in my childhood.
My father and I spent three hours together that night (Remove comma) and that was the longest three hours I had ever experienced in life.
I, of course, got countless numbers of whips, especially at the beginning because I did not know how to solve them.
(The fluidity of these two paragraphs is such that they should be connected.)
That experience has e ffected the way I feel about my parents. I was not close to my parents before (Remove comma) and that experience deteriorated our relationship further. That experience also e ffects the way I raise my children today.
So, were your experiences and your relationship with your parents (such as it is/was) a positive influence on you? You could expound a little here.)
Nice work. Again, nice flow, a few mechanical errors, but nothing major. Good organization, good content. I am sorry that this has happened to you, but it sounds like you came out of it a stronger, more capable person. Congratulations.
Yes, that negative experience has helped me to become a better person.
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