Remember

Remember “A Wrinkle in Time?” I loved that book! I read it several times when I was a kid. I think I’ll read it again. But what if I don’t like it any more? That would be terrible. Have you read any of your favorite books over again years later? Now I don’t know what to do.

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “remember.”

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4 Responses to Remember

  1. John Yeo says:

    A connection is formed between a subject or an object.
    A pathway is formed between neurons,
    A pattern of association is made.
    An imprint is laid down that can be called upon instantly,
    If required.
    Storage of the information is stored in the long term storage area or laid down in the short term.
    This process and information is necessary to remember how memory may work.
    Mnemonics are optional.

  2. pampa says:

    “Remember”!! Of course I remember. I remember the feel of the soft doob grass between baby fingers, I remember the fragrant aroma of sweet milky tea bubbling in its pot on cold wintry mornings, I remember the evanescence of dew drops on a cobweb , in its fairy lights beauty, on a monsoon evening, high up in the papaya tree, I remember the sharp taste of the raw mangoes on a summer afternoon……………

  3. Claire says:

    Do you remember your first kiss or the first time that you sat behind the wheel of a car? Just a couple of examples that evoke pleasant memories in the process of growing up and becoming an adult. Making memories is an integral part of living and remembering all those beautiful memories—well, let’s just say—can certainly put a smile on your face.

  4. Edwin Jeter says:

    Remember the days when kids would play outside until they received a signal. The signal came from a parent as a yell or a whistle. That unique whistle is what I think and reminisce about. When the boys heard that unique whistle they knew dad wanted them to come home.

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