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Memory and Nearest Primary School
Introduction: childhood is the sweetest and most memorable period in a man’s life. Every man or woman has childhood memories. I have also some memories. Very often these memories are reflected on my mind in my loneliness whoever i remember my childhood days, i feel happy and delighted.
Memories of playmates: i always remember the playground which was behind our house. I always used to play there. I always used to play there with my friends. I and some of my friends used to row on the river, jump into it and swim in it. Sometime we caught fish by hook.
Memories of stealing fruits: the memory of my stealing fruits is very interesting. I was very fond of stealing mangoes, litchis, black barriers and other fruits with my friends. One day i and some of my friends went to steal mango in a certain tree. But the owner of the tree caught us with mangoes. We were trembling with fear. But the man did nothing. I shall never forget this memory.
Memories of first day at school: the memory of the first day at school is still fresh in my mind. My father took me to the nearest primary school for admission. I was taken to the headmaster’s room. At first i got frightened. The headmaster asked me some questions. I could answer them properly. I was allowed to classmates received me cordially.
Memories of painful event: all of my memories are not joyful. Some are also painful and heart touching. The death of my grandmother is one of them. One morning i heard the sound of crying from my grandmother’s living room. We rushed there. I saw grandmother lying on her bed with a sheet covering. I could understand that she is no more in the world. I was greatly shocked and wept. It was the first death scene in my life. I will never forget this sad event.

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