// Childhood//

English class - Mrs. Teacher comes around to every person in the room with five sents. She tells every one to close their eyes when they smell but nobody does. Nobody trusts. 

Write down what those sents make you think of, only happy things though.

Now, pick on of the sents and write about a happy childhood memory that relates to that sent.

Limes

The smell of limes. Limes for making pico de gallo. My dads making the pico, I’m sitting across the counter peeling cilantro watching him chop and chop and chop. So many onions, so many jalapenos, to much pico. It doesn’t matter though he does what he does and I do what I’m told to do. I’m not asked to think only to pick the leave from the stem. We do this with silence, no need to talk. We do what we do. This was my childhood, it happened a year ago.