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    This document summarizes a memory from when the author was two years old. On a stormy night, the author became upset because their father had not yet returned home from work on his bicycle in the rain. The author cried for half an hour by the door until their father finally arrived, wearing a windcheater and remaining dry. The author's mother was impressed, as it was the first time the author had shown such worry for another person. This memory has remained meaningful to the author.

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    This document summarizes a memory from when the author was two years old. On a stormy night, the author became upset because their father had not yet returned home from work on his bicycle in the rain. The author cried for half an hour by the door until their father finally arrived, wearing a windcheater and remaining dry. The author's mother was impressed, as it was the first time the author had shown such worry for another person. This memory has remained meaningful to the author.

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    An Old But Gold Memory - Priyanka Asthana

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    Jyotsna Asthana
    This document summarizes a memory from when the author was two years old. On a stormy night, the author became upset because their father had not yet returned home from work on his bicycle in the rain. The author cried for half an hour by the door until their father finally arrived, wearing a windcheater and remaining dry. The author's mother was impressed, as it was the first time the author had shown such worry for another person. This memory has remained meaningful to the author.

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    AN OLD BUT GOLD

    MEMORY

    On a dark and stormy night, when I was two years old the clock
    thunderously struck eleven. That noise had sent a chill down my
    spine, as long as I remember, because my father hadn’t returned
    from his office yet. It was raining cats and dogs! I started crying
    and yelling loudly, “ waa, I cried, dadda hasn’t returned from
    his office yet, waa, he has gone on a bike, how will he come, he
    will get drenched, waa. He didn’t even teach me to drive my car
    or else I would have picked him up, waa waa.” I yelled for
    about half an hour and then the doorbell rang, ding dong ding,
    my father returned wearing a windcheater, he wasn’t wet at all.
    I ran and hugged him tightly. My mother had previously tried to
    console me and she had heard and seen all of this. She told me
    that this was the first time I had got so worried for someone. It
    proved my love and care for my father that also at that age. This
    incident has now become really memorable and precious to me.
    It’s truly “an old but gold memory.”

    Thank you

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