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My Memoir

One's memories are truly treasured because the meanings of them are chosen by you. I always have remembered memories from when my family traveled or our old house. Here is one of my most treasured not only because it completely changed my life, but also because it is one that I look back and laugh at.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

My Memoir Voice Recording

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  • Mr. Talner's Memoir blog
  • My Small Steps Blog
  • The Police Blog
  • My Reading Blog
  • Music Blog

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About Me

Hunter B.
Hunter is one of those people that will spark up your day. He is not quiet but not loud. If you were to be friendly to him, he will be friendly to you. He is like the sound of the drums. He is there when you want to hear him but you are able to push him back and use him as a balance. What I am saying is I am one of those people who believes that in the center of the universe, there is not always going to be a star, but if you look the right time at the right place there can be exceptions. Here is a brief reflection on the passion of my life. Reflection is not a matter of reporting, it is about remembering. Although there is not much to remember for I am only twelve, this is my reflection on life so far.
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