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“What is your first memory?”

Well… I don't know! How am I supposed to know! I can barely remember

what I had for dinner last night, let alone my first memory.

“Come on you got to have a first memory, everyone does.”

Okay let me think…

Wait, I know what the problem is; you’re not being specific. First memory of

what? There are infinite first memories and “first times”. So please be a little bit

more specific.

“Oh alright then. First memory of school?”

This girl in kindergarten class was “jealous” of me and decided to break all of my

Hello Kitty pencils. I say she was “jealous”, because that is what my Mom told me,

when I asked why the girl broke my pencils.

“First memory of your family?”

Agh! That one is tough. Maybe the time when I visited my aunt in the Las Vegas

projects and I remember seeing stacks and stacks of VHS recorders with the

“Rachael Ray 30 minute meals” recorded on them.

“First memory of the beach?”

Going with my little sister and grandmother to the dirty beach of Verde Mar and

just sitting on the sand, while eating banana flavored marshmallow pies and

drinking maltas.

“See, I knew you had a first memory.”

That’s the thing; there isn’t just one, there are infinite first memories. Some are

already fulfilled, but others take time.