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Personal Narrative: Move In Day Freshman Year
Move in Day Freshman Year The target memory included events from my freshman move in day at Kutztown University. For this event I decided to test my memory against my father’s memory. My father helped me moved everything in and was with me all day, so we both experienced the same stimuli and it’s still moderately fresh in our memory considering it was only three years ago. However when comparing both of our memories I noticed some differences and contributed these differences to terms we used in class describing why our memories might have been different. One memory that differed between my dad and I was the moment we officially said “goodbye” to one another. I distinctly remember where my father parked the car (which was Beck Hall) and hugged me goodbye. I remember hugging him for a while he gave me a little motivational speech and then drove away. However when I asked my dad if he remembered where we said goodbye he had no recollection, he also did not remember the little motivational speech. In fact he told me he thought he walked be back to my resistant’s hall and just said goodbye. …show more content…
We both remember the RA helping us and telling me rules of the dorm. We also both remember meeting my roommate and her family. However when I started to name other people, such as friends I made throughout the year my father said he remember seeing them when we really didn’t. This memory difference is known as misinformation effect. Misinformation effect is when an individual thinks a memory or certain event happened because they were primed of others events, such as” false memory is based on suggestive information”(Best, 2015). I did this simply by stating names of friends that I made in my resistance hall throughout the year and asked my dad if he remembers seeing them. Due to this my father encountered misinformation effect and believed he saw certain friends when he really

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