I have a memorable childhood which has many experiences. One of the experiences I remember most is the first time I was invited to a birthday party. I was a 6-year-old girl and I had a bestfriend whose name is Lisa. We were very close and seemed we couldn’t live without each other until her birhtday. It was a beautiful morning when Lisa invited me to her birthday party and had no idea about how great her party would be if she didn’t ask me to attend. I was very happy and decided to make my bestfriend surprise by giving her a puppy as a present. Lisa didn’t dog or any animal but I almost forgot about that. I was confident to give her my present in her birthday and immediately realized that she didn’t my little dog which I myself chose to buy 3 days ago. While the party was going on, I stood in a corner of the room and watched how much she loved other normal presents such as teddy bear, dolls or crayons. I felt dissapointed but that was not the worst thing. About 20 mintues later, Lisa’s father gave a sign that was the time to taking out a birthday cake. It was the biggest birthday cake I had ever seen. The light went off. As soon as it went on, somebody screamed “It’s a puppy in the cake”. Everyone was surprise and they recognized that was my puppy. They looked at the puppy and then looked at me. I glanced to Lisa. She said nothing and about to cried. I was very confused and ashamed. I carried my puppy, said sorry to Lisa and ran out of the party. I couldn’t believe that I had just broken my bestfriend’s birthday cake because of a silly decision. I learned that never bring any animal with me to a party, especially bestfriend’s birthday party. It’s an experience that I won’t forget for the rest of my life. Luckily Lisa forgave me and we are still friend up to now. She always reminded me about her 6th birthday and we laughed a lot.
My elder sister is going to study abroad in French in next August. I will miss her and all the experiences that we had been through together. When I was a kid, I hated my sister so much. My parents always said something nice about her but nothing that about me. Morever she treated she was an adult and I was not. That made me angry and also jealous. We fighted to each other everyday that was bothered my parents. I even told to my dad that I wished my sister was not exsist. My dad was very surprise and he known he had to do something. It was a Halloween night and my parents decided to go out so we were home alone. After 30 minutes from the moment my parents left, the light in my house suddenly went off. I was very scared and hold my sister’s arm tightly. She was scared too. When the light went on, a gaint ugly black monster appeared in the kitchen. He caught me as soon as I saw him. “Don’t leave me, please. Help me, help me”- I screamed out. My sister cried and tried to pull me away from the monster. He said “Give me your candies and I will let your sister go”. My sister ran upstair and looked for the candies and then she came back and gave the monster all candies she had. But he changed his mind and didn’t want to take candies any more. Instead he caught my sister and let me go. I was no longer afraid of that ugly monster. I hit him over and over. “You can’t catch my sister. Let her go, now. Can you hear me?” –I screamed. Finally he let my sister go and ran out of the house quickly. I hugged my sister happily and we realized that how much we loved each other. I told my father everything and he was very satisfied with us. He said “There are many other monsters outside. When you’re grown up, you will face to them everyday so you have to love each other to fight those monsters”. Then my father smiled and asked me “If your sister had not exsisted, who would have protected you from the monster?” I felt regret about my stupid treaty and grateful that she still was with me. For a long time later, we known that monster was my father but it didn’t matter. It’s an experience that I will never forget.
My unforgettable memory about my first cooking.
I was about ten or eleven years old at that time. One time, my mother fell ill. I am the eldest girl of my family, was forced to take up my mother's duty that day and that was the first time I had cooked.
First of all, I had to go to the market to buy the necessary foodstuffs. I planned carefully and thought about what dishes I wanted to prepare.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, I started my cooking. I cooked rice and made a soup which my mother taught me. Then I went to the next dish, fried fish. I took the fish out of the refrigator, suddenly I realized that the soup which was on the stove, was spilling over. Quickly, I turned off the gas. Everything was in a mess. It took a long time to clean it up. After prepareing the fish. I put the pieces into the boiling oil. The oil spatterd all over my boby. That was the first time my favourite cartoon show was on. I switched on the TV and began to enjoy it but I have forgotten about the fish. It was burnt.
Anyway the dinner was ready. I served everyone. I sat down anxiously watching my brother and sister. I was shocked when everyone stood up and threw the food away. My elder brother started to laugh. My parents enjoyed laughing and finally we all had to eat out.
In short, anyone had personal memory and as for me my first cooking is unforgettable memory in this life.
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The memory is the earliest one I have of me and my Dad. I was very small indeed, I’m not exactly sure how old, but I’d guess about three years old, maybe even younger. My Dad was not a parularly tall or strong man, but I was small enough, and by comparison, he was big enough then, for me to stand with both my feet on one of his, and to reach up with my arms and cling onto his leg. I would then hang on and laugh delightedly as he tried to go about his daily business, walking around the house with me gripping on tightly refusing to be budged. It was a favorite game.
Everybody's mind has beautiful memories, so do I. An unforgettable memory of me is a trip to Nha Trang along with My - my best friend for a long time.
It was fun, we stuffed things into suitcases and went to Nha Trang. The sea is beautiful! The coconut groves in the wind. The waves ran together and ran white foam. The sea is gentle, calm, but sometimes angry, arrogant whipping everything around it away. Standing on the shore overlooking the sea will see the fleet of fishing boats out to sea, bringing back the fishing net. On shore, people go swimming very much. You and My together build a sand castle and "harvest" a lot of shell, snail, coral, .... Sea bath was delighted, my two families and My led together to a luxury restaurant. . There, we are eating specialties of Nha Trang and many other delicious dishes. In the evening, they both go to the sea and go for a walk. When we sit down, we compete for stories that are not true in the world. Our jokes get caught up in the night cries, it's nice to have a quiet night on the beach ...... It's been three years since you went out with me, but you will never forget that day because it's already engraved in your mind. It was an unforgettable memory, a beautiful memory.
~ HOK TỐT ~
