Winston at EBAFF, Bronx, NY

My Memories

These are three of my memories and how they seem to connect with one another.

Memory 1:

One day, my dad took my dog out for a walk. However, he took him out without his leash. My dog just got energetic and ran across the street and we never saw my dog again.

_This connects with Memory 2 because it reminds me of my Summer Vacation in Santo Domingo which is where I heard that my dog ran away from my mother__

Memory 2:

I was in Santo Domingo for my summer vacation. I practically hated it. The mosquitoes, the limited electricity, and the weak environment. The only thing I liked about it was my friends and family being there.

__This connects with Memory 3 because when I was in Santo Domingo, I was at the beach. I was sunburned…..painfully….__

Memory 3:

When I was in the beach in Santo Domingo, I was swimming in the ocean and I was there for so long, I was totally red. Very single touch was furious pain.


These memories stick with me because, unlike most memories, these memories happened in a totally new environment, Dominican Republic. The last time I was here was when I was a little kid and I could practaclly remember anything. Because it felt so new to me, what happened there still is in my memories.