Reflection of "Mapping Childhood Home/Community"

One of the first things that we did in our day book was draw a map of the neighborhood we grew up in.   Once we were finished, we were instructed to write a piece about our memories in that neighborhood.  Most of the time when it's 8 o'clock in the morning my brain is a little slow to process things, but on this morning when I was asked to write this piece I was immediately excited to begin.  I was so excited to write about the neighborhood that I grew up in because I have such great memories of it and had a blast as a kid growing up there.

Once I began writing, my thoughts flowed so easily and I wish I had more time to write because I had so much more to say.  The more and more that I wrote the better of a mood I got in.  Thinking about all of the good times that I had growing up in that neighborhood as a kid just made me so happy.  My creative juices were flowing and I couldn't put the pencil down.


When it was time to stop writing I put my pencil down but my mind didn't stop wondering.  I just couldn't stop thinking about all of the fun times I had.  I wanted to go back to the pool and play sharks and minos for hours at a time just baking in the sun.  I wanted to go to the Kent's house for a giant game of capture the flag once the sun went down.  I wanted to go to PJ's house where we would order pizza and stay up all night.  I wanted to go back to the times when I didn't have a worry in the world.  This piece got me thinking about how great of a childhood I had and how I wouldn't change it for anything.