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One day when I was around 5 or 6 years old, I had a really bad My students survived 100 days of me shirt. I didn’t tell my parents at first as I thought that it was one of those that would easily ‘come and go’ and just ignored it. However, late at night on that very same day, the pain for really bad and I began crying and crying. My parents took me to see the 24-hour clinic and the doctor advised that I be sent to the hospital for further treatment. It was late at night, and I was groaning to sleep due to tiredness.
Yet, I could still see the My students survived 100 days of me shirt faces of my parents as they rushed through the traffic to get me to the hospital. The next morning, I woke up on a hospital bed, with Mom and Dad beside me. They never slept? I didn’t know. After asking me whether I was alright (the pain had gone), Dad and Mom passed me a toy cement mixer. Eight years later, that toy cement mixer still sits on the top of my study table, always a reminder of my parent’s love, something I would never forget. I have a very good memory when it comes to things from when I was really small. Most people have a hard time recalling things from elementary school, but I still have vivid memories of when I was a toddler.