Wednesday, March 30, 2011
freewrite 3/30/11
The ealiest encounter I have with language is my grandmother talling stories to my sister and I about vampires that live in her homeland of Guyanan. HeBeing that yound, her descriptibvve words came alinve in my head as she spoke. We would always beg her to always beg her to tell us more and more stories. The scariest part is that they were true. Her words scared me to the core and we would all cuddle up and go to sleep . These stories were better tha any book or movie i have seen because they were reaal and her narrating vioce was comfoting to the terrifying details she was conveying. I never forget these stories even though they were told to me at such a young age. sorytelling is such an important part of growing up and i learned alot from the ones she would tell us.
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