Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Memoir #2

My first happy memory with any signifigance was the day I got "Chip."  I was in a store at the visitor center overlooking Mt. Rushmoore.  I was two years old at the time, and I noticed a small plush buffalo that I absolutely HAD to bring home.  I was as joyful as could be when my grandma purchased him for me!  When I arrived home, I was elated to have my new toy, but what was I to name him? 
My mom suggested "Chip."

3 comments:

  1. Good describing word; it could be a bit longer though.

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  2. I think it could be longer although its an interesting story

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  3. Good words but the story needs more depth you kinda brushed over it all.

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