Each of us, everyone has personal experience to remember. I, too, not just one, but a lot of memories. And now I want to tell you about one of my childhood memories. It marked a lifetime of my childhood very different now.
Back then, I was only about 4-5 years old question but as great as his older boys. And he does not know why, probably because I'm pretty strong and shrewd so childish even by my neighbors were headed. On that day, near my house there is a very large sandy beach. This is where we often come adversity. And there is one time, I was with the boys, only whiff son, was playing a show. We dug some deep bunkers, wide enough to reach the adult foot. Then we lined at the bottom of a layer of plastic bags and then put water in. Finally we take twigs, leaves and sand to hide. And just as our thoughts, of her mother while crossing the sands to the rubbish had been sold down the pit. The people are angry and very fast thanks to the other girls, they've found the culprit is us. My father was furious and beat me kick me facing the wall, and do not let me go out and play again. Since then, I have to remember that I'm a girl and I really need to learn to behave like a girl. And now you see me here was far more feminine then.
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