hinking back when I was ten brings up a lot of memories of my childhood.

I was a tom boy and a big

eater because of my high metabolism and extremely high energy level. I look back at my favorite foods
and there are many that come to mind. I loved Chef Boyardee Ravioli and Spaghetti O’s. I also loved my
mom’s homemade chicken and dumplings and bisquits, peanut butter and banana sandwiches, and
mom’s cookies.

The conditioned response (CR) would be knowing that you will get hungry when you smell your favorite
food (p.143). 12. Critics argue that therapists using hypnosis and guided imagery to help their patients
recover repressed memories of childhood sexual abuse are actually implanting false memories in those
patients.

“My Never Ending Vacation” Many childhood experiences may leave lifelong impressions on people. I
would define my childhood as a never ending vacation. It was more than just a learning experience, but
instead the time when my greatest memories were created with the people I would never forget. There
are many places associated with my childhood memories, but for me, Tobago has definitely presented
itself as my favorite place through out the years.

One favorite place from my childhood that I remember fondly is my grandparents’ house. On one hand,
its marvelous location is unforgettable to me. On the other hand, I have a lovely remembrance of all the
fun activities my family and I did there. In addition, other memories include the delicious meals we
enjoyed there.

When recalling my childhood memories, there are many stories. Some of them making me happy, but
some of them are not good memories. I grew up in Tehran, capital of Iran, and come from small family,
my mother, my father and me. Whenever I think about my childhood some memories come to my mind
such as war between Iran and Iraq, spending weekends at my grandma’s house, playing with my friends,
and my father’s sickness.

I would define childhood as a never ending vacation, a rollercoaster ride that never stops exciting and
entertaining, making life worth living. But childhood also has its memories that a person would
remember when they grow up or probably when they are sharing with their kids about what they
cherish the most or what made them realize how beautiful childhood actually was compared to being
grown up. The memory that still makes me rethink about my decision and makes me wish that I could go
back in time and reverse it, during my childhood I had a craze for riding bicycles with my friends.

Everyone have a childhood memories in their life and are special for everyone. I was born and brought
up in a happy family and Alhamdulillah about that. I want to share to all my readers about my childhood
memories in Ramadhan. Every time when Ramadhan came the first thing that will come to my mind is
Hari Raya.

Yet today, my mother have died and I do not will forget the memory because it a memory that is most
beautiful with my mother. I am so dear my mother and also miss to her In summary, everyone have
memories of childhood days in their life. Past memories make us have much experience to are surviving
on that full challenge.

Sometimes, my grandparents and we went out to dinner and could taste a wide variety of meals. The
beautiful location left indelible marks in our minds. The amusing time that we passed there is
unforgettable. I never try again a meal with the delicious taste of my grandfather’s meal. For all of that,
my grandparents’ house was in my memory as the most favorite place that I visited during my
childhood.

It is very important to have a good relationship with at least one of your parents. You need to be able to
share memories of your childhood with the people who raised you. I believe that sharing childhood
stories with your parents gives you a connection to a relationship based on trust, emotion and sincerity.