Childhood Memories Essay Examples and Topics

Childhood is the beginning of one’s life. Every child is pure-heated as well as innocent. Their heart is simple and all their heart longing for is the love from the family especially the concern from their parents. Love and care of family are the most…

A sea of people, of all ages and ethnicities, were herded into the square like panicked animals. I clasped my mothers’ hand so tightly my knuckles shone white, so as not to lose her in the hustle and bustle of people. Not even the most…

In her essay “On Going Home,” Joan Didion describes a time when her two differnces of “home” collide, as she brings her husband to the place she grew up in. Didion describes that where she home is with her husband and daughter, it is just…

“A mind at peace does not endanger wars” (Sophocles). What do we ask is a mind at peace? We often engage our minds every day, and ask ourselves, “Are we at peace?”, “Are we happy?” One can ponder this question all day and never come…

I read an essay called Once more to the lake by, Elwyn Brooks White. It is a reflective piece on the power of memory and the chill of mortality. He writes about himself suffering from an identity crisis as he revisits a lake that he…

I think childhood is the happiest and most unstressed of my life because when I was a child, I don’t have many responsibilities like now  I can still remember some of my wonderful memories but most of them were what y mom tell me. She…

The warmth of sun scorched wet earth on my feet, my toes digging into the comfort that the warmth provides is something I will never forget. It always felt like a cocoon, a safe place, a womb to hide away from the world but it…

Many authors usually use details that capture a response from the readers to construct an effective description. The writers aim isn’t simply to try to tell the readers what something looks like but to show them. David Sedaris “Us and Them” and E.B. White’s “Once…

Childhood. We say that this is the happiest time of life. But we begin to appreciate it only when it passes or has already gone away for good. Growing up, we begin to evaluate the world around us and people in a different way. We…

I grew up in the eastern suburbs of Nairobi called Dandora. Due to my humble background, I experienced a myriad of challenges in my literary journey. However, today I attribute my strength and growth to the continuous effort and struggle that I went through in…

As a child, I found myself daydreaming constantly. I was enamored by imaginative. When I was six, I had a corrective surgery on my left eye. Postoperative orders would have been annoying for most adults and devastating for any six-year old – I was not…

As the last child of a mother of three, you would expect to be treated as a baby. Never in a million years would I think my own flesh and blood would ostracize me. Every flashback causes my skin to turn turkey white. Recollection of…

I was sweating bullets as I dished out food at the New Orleans shelter I volunteered for. My mom, Maria Menzer, was supposed to pick me up, but knowing her, I was not getting my hopes up. She had said something about her needing something…

Being a leader doesn’t always mean standing at the front of the room or to be in a position of hierarchical power to lead. for me great leaders who embrace their adversity and hardships as key elements of who they’ve become. My experiences as a…

I grew up in a small town called Lancaster Illinois and my single dad was all I had; therefore, my options for entertainment were limited. I spend most of my time venturing around there large woods surrounding my secluded, childhood home. I was about eight…