A Precious Memory Of Yosemite National Park

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A precious memory of mine was when I was in sixth grade. My dad decided to take my siblings and me to Yosemite National Park for the day. We spent most of the day outside looking at nature. We climbed over rocks trying to be careful not to fall into the river. We played in the snow that was on the ground. We observed the surrounding animals and how they reacted to people. We ate a picnic lunch near the river. I loved this memory because we together as a family and feeling content in each other presence. I feel that this moment provides a sense of how important nature is to a child’s development. I started to work in the early childhood field in community college. Before that I had only done babysitting jobs. I stayed in this

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