When I was a little girl I loved to read. Our farm had a creek that was far away from our house. There were many trees and lots of grass. It was very quiet and peaceful. The creek always had water running through it. I loved to sit there with a good book. I would sit there for hours, dreaming of the distant lands I hoped to visit one day.
I still love to read. I also love the sound of water – whether it’s a creek, the ocean, a river or a waterfall. Both of these activities are calming and peaceful.
This is one of my favorite childhood memories.
*This post is written as an example for my final teaching point in the CELTA training course. The students first had to draw a picture from their childhood, then tell their partner their story (while determining if they had anything in common). Then they worked in pairs to write a childhood memory story as a blog post. Below is the picture I drew of my childhood memory*