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describe a scene of one of your fondest childhood memories..
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Answered by ankita2006mishra
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I loved visiting my grandma’s apartment, with its fringed window shades and faint smell of eucalyptus. Her desk drawers, lined in green felt, spilled over with card decks, cocktail napkins, and golf tees. Every door in the house was fitted with wobbly crystal doorknobs. The bathroom smelled of Listerine.

My brother and I would sleep in the small bedroom off the kitchen—the very room our mom shared with her own brother growing up in the north side of Chicago.

I can picture myself reaching way down into Grandma’s frost-filled chest freezer for the ever-present box of Eskimo Pies. Her well-stocked pantry and doily-covered tabletops contained loads of delectable treats I was often denied at home: pastries, chocolate-covered marshmallow cookies, and delicate bowls of jellied orange sticks and other candy.

This was the 1960s, long before big-box stores came on the scene. Together Grandma and I would walk to the corner of Roscoe and Broadway, where we’d explore the wonders of Simon’s Drugstore, Heinemann’s Bakery, and Martha’s Candies.

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Answered by sangeetadas59023
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one can hardly forget one’s childhood memories whether pleasant or painful. I can still remember my childhood very much. I was born in a village in the district of Shariatpur where I passed my childhood. Many things happened in my childhood days; but I cannot remember all of them. I can remember the happy days with my parents. I often played with my mother. She was my best friend and companion. My education began with a picture book. I could not forget the very first day at school. My heart began to beat faster when I was taken to the Headmaster. But his smiling face and gentle words endeared him to me. The teachers were all very affectionate. My classmates were very friendly. I was a smart boy. I was extrovert in nature. Every evening I played with them in the field. I have many sweet memories of these evenings. I still remember the evening of stealing mangoes from the trees of our own with my friends. However, I have my bitter experience as well. One day while playing in the field, I fell down and got hurt in my leg. It caused me a lot of trouble, I could not attend my school because of terrible pain for a week. When I remember my childhood, I feel a pulsation of both joy and sorrow in my mind. 

ne can hardly forget one’s childhood memories whether pleasant or painful. I can still remember my childhood very much. I was born in a village in the district of Shariatpur where I passed my childhood. Many things happened in my childhood days; but I cannot remember all of them. I can remember the happy days with my parents. I often played with my mother. She was my best friend and companion. My education began with a picture book. I could not forget the very first day at school. My heart began to beat faster when I was taken to the Headmaster. But his smiling face and gentle words endeared him to me. The teachers were all very affectionate. My classmates were very friendly. I was a smart boy. I was extrovert in nature. Every evening I played with them in the field. I have many sweet memories of these evenings. I still remember the evening of stealing mangoes from the trees of our own with my friends. However, I have my bitter experience as well. One day while playing in the field, I fell down and got hurt in my leg. It caused me a lot of trouble, I could not attend my school because of terrible pain for a week. When I remember my childhood, I feel a pulsation of both joy and sorrow in my mind. and brainly moderator I have forwarded this answer through computer so it's bold so it's not copying from internet

ne can hardly forget one’s childhood memories whether pleasant or painful. I can still remember my childhood very much. I was born in a village in the district of Shariatpur where I passed my childhood. Many things happened in my childhood days; but I cannot remember all of them. I can remember the happy days with my parents. I often played with my mother. She was my best friend and companion. My education began with a picture book. I could not forget the very first day at school. My heart began to beat faster when I was taken to the Headmaster. But his smiling face and gentle words endeared him to me. The teachers were all very affectionate. My classmates were very friendly. I was a smart boy. I was extrovert in nature. Every evening I played with them in the field. I have many sweet memories of these evenings. I still remember the evening of stealing mangoes from the trees of our own with my friends. However, I have my bitter experience as well. One day while playing in the field, I fell down and got hurt in my leg. It caused me a lot of trouble, I could not attend my school because of terrible pain for a week. When I remember my childhood, I feel a pulsation of both joy and sorrow in my mind. and brainly moderator I have forwarded this answer through computer so it's bold so it's not copying from internethope u liked my answer 

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