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Boring Bangladesh, Big Bass Clarinet, and Bad Biking

December 11, 2014
By Evan Mir BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
Evan Mir BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
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I am from standing in front of a big, life-size, red Lexus made of Legos.

From Legoland Florida where little colorful Lego cars with real people stuffed inside roamed the
pre-made track.
Dad holds the camera steady and exclaims, “Smile!”, while taking a picture of me and my family about to be mauled by a giant green dinosaur .

I am from going to dirty, hot Bangladesh, getting rich on fun exciting Eid (which is a Muslim  
holiday), and eating delicious, cold Doy.
I am from a staying at my Aunt’s house in Canada and playing with my cousin on his N64.
I am from going into the humungous Toys R Us at Times Square and staring at the built in Ferris  Wheel and the toys and lights placed onto it.

I am from standing in front of the bright, colorful, and wonderful Disney World Castle while
taking a picture, wishing that I could just look at the castle.
From having to stand and a take a picture before I could really get to look at the amazing things.
Mom smiles in excitement as she sees the bright, multicolored fireworks shoot up and burst in the air.

I am from falling off of my green bike, staying in brightly lit Canada, and practicing my black   Bass Clarinet.
I am from falling onto a hill, landing on my left arm, dislocating my wrist, and having a cast.
I am from going to watch Despicable Me 2 in the Mall of Georgia on my 12th birthday.

I am from sitting in my favorite chair, riding in a black Honda Pilot, and walking in busy New   York.
I am from sitting in front of my computer and playing fun video games with my friends on the   weekends.
I am from taking pictures of beautiful and humungous Niagara Falls.

I am from coming home to the new Toyota Prius.
From riding around in the car that barely needed to be refueled.
Dad opens up the garage door and exclaims “Surprise!”, as I stare at the bright new silver car.

I am from losing my pet stuffed penguin in the beach, reading small and big books, and ignoring annoying little cousins.
I am from on my playing Lego Indiana Jones on my white Wii and playing Gameboy games on
my Nintendo DS.
I am from programming the brick and building a Lego Mind storms robot for Lego League.

Memories are like the stars in the sky because they are always there even when you can’t see them. Some shine brighter than others.



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