Childhood memories

 

My childhood memories are related to visit my grandparents on the countryside, play on the street and family dinners of the weekends. I remember specially the smell of the cookies and “alfajores” that we cook with my dad and my brother, and the smell of the flowers when my mom worked in her garden.

One of my favourite memories is the period of time which my paternal grandmother showed me how to loom. I was six years old an she asked me for help, she was working on a loom that take up a whole room. For me was impressive watch how she alone could make a fabric of those dimensions. As I was little could put me in the middle of the wool yarn and adjust them.

I learn to ride a bike at five years old, when they gave me one to Christmas. My brother helped me to learn, but him had seven years and we fell a lot of times. Fortunately, we just fell on the grass. After a few days I was able to go without problems and I remember that I hardly got off my bike on all that summer. 


   Certainly, I have very good memories of my childhood!

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