For me, the first thing that I think of when I return to my childhood is the warmth of my mother.My mother is the best memory for me anytime. When I think back to the childhood ,I always see that my mother cooking the food in order to let me eat , not just cooking, but she also fed me because I'm a lazy girl,so I don't want to eat by myself. Every morning before going to school, I didn't want to wake up early ,then she would wake me up, and complained me all the time . On that time , I was bored with her complaint, but when I looked back I thought I was wrong anyway.When my school had a showing, she always helped me make up without complaining. My mother is humorous and talkative.
She liked to tell the stories, and most of them made me smile.She never made me sorrow since I was a baby until now. My mother is very kind.I remember that when my sister's birthday arrived , I would buy a gift for her and I asked my mother to give me one ,too. She is like an angel helping me all the time. I remember when I was young I quite stubborn and often fight with other children. Once while I was playing on the slide, there was a child pushed me from behind. But luckily, my mother had seen it. She came to help me and blamed the child. By the way, I have a secret story I have never tell anyone that is peeing on the bed. In the past, I liked to drink water before going to bed and refusing to pee before bedtime. Conclusion is that I always wet the bed every day. My room filled with the smell of pee, so no one wanted to enter to my room. At that time I didn't feel anything; but when I looked back, I think it is a big shame. The memories of my childhood in most cases, those who contribute the most is my mother. I can no longer deny that she is the best memories of me really in everything, everywhere and every time.