Childhood Memories Essay: My Child And Child's Memory

MY BEST AND WORST CHILDHOOD MEMORY A very good morning to the teacher and fellow friends. I feel honored to be given this golden opportunity to deliver a speech regarding to my childhood’s memories. The purpose of I choosing this topic is everyone have their own childhood memory and everyone must live through, it can be sweet, happy, or sad. Childhood always happy, innocent and pure. I can say that the childhood’s memories will be ours most happy time and bear to recall this stage after we grew up after ten or twenty years later. I can sure that everyone when you’re in youth or middle age, you will fondly remembers the childhood time and wanted to back to before the happy and carefree childhood time. But, times flies you only can recall the

There is some childhood memories left imprint in my mind. Imprint that I can never forget. This is how my childhood’s story start, I still remember vividly that day. Around 10 years old, I in primary school. That day, the blazing sun was shining through the cloudless sky. “Ring!” The familiar sound of my alarm clock rang. The first light of dawn fell of my rusty roof of my house. The sound of sparrow chirpings signaled the beginning of a new day. I spent a few blissful minutes lazing in bed. However, the smell of breakfast was enough to drag me out of the bed as I was famished and I clumped lazily to leave my bedroom.
As I was having my breakfast, suddenly the phone rang. It was my friend, Kelly. She asked me to go to shopping centre. Without any delay, I asked permission from my parents and promised to go and meet her in the bus stop nearby our house. After an hours, I reached the bus stop and I waited patiently for Kelly’s arrival. Time seemed to crawl. After what seemed like an eternity, Kelly walked briskly towards

There was a long queue up because the store was on sales and we waited patiently. In front of us was an old lady. She was about fifty years old something. Her hair was quite white and her face was creased with wrinkles. Her cheeks were sunken and when she spoke, she revealed her toothless gums. Accidentally, the person back of me run into me and I blushed against her and apologized immediately. When it was her turn at the counter, she released that her wallet was missing. Without any hesitation, she suspect me of stealing her wallet and spewed out a host of rudeness. I was very dumbfounded at the time.
All eyes were placed on me and they looked at me quizzically. The situation was chaotic when the crowd started to gossip among themselves. Overwhelmed with intense anger, I spat in reply. The old lady seethed with hatred. The burst of anger hung over us for a moment before the security guard came. In order to stop the quarrel, the guard checked my bag and body and proved there was nothing in my pocket. However, the unruly women still suspect me as the thief. She was agitated and infuriated. She surged forward and threatened to beat me