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Memory Script 068

My first visual memory definitely would be a memory that involves my dad’s mum my grand mother We spent a lot of time with her when we were young children she babysat us she lived in a small village where my dad grow up and the thing I remember the times we were there it was a big private house where had a village functions or where they have annual village fair the first visual memories would be around that house because it had this amazing gardens and I just remember this huge big busses with massive flowers on them and it was always on the summer the skies were blue really blue but I remember this big flowers with glossy leaves not kind of leaves you see on your garden they were massive they were bigger that all my family put together so I really remember these huge bushes these massive flowers but also visually I remember a lot of homemade things so you have homemade cakes, knitted things with people were selling on the fair and that it is one of my first visual memories because I have a lot of memories related to sounds or smells and they are probably earlier than my visual memories I don’t know what it is maybe because they stimulate more the emotions perhaps that the visuals memories from my experience I remember dressed tables and that it is my first visual memories

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Memory Script 067

We were sitting by the river and someone has some food it was a sunny day someone has a paper and they manage to fold it in to a boat and then everybody learnt how to fold the paper so they can make their own boat and then we all took our boats carry down a bit further down the river and we coast them off into the water and we watched them go down on to the stream.

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Memory Script 066

I walked down the path pass the holy bush into the porch, a big porch very protective red brick all around it I came through the front door colour tiles on the floor my uncle bun is on the perimeter we going into the front blue my grandfather is waiting for us he is sitting in a leather arm chair he asked me to sitting on his lap he brings up a big book and ask me to read it to him it is quiet dark in the room really comfortable, it is the smell of leather, big dark brown heavy velvet curtains it is like being in another world.

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