Category: Childhood Memories

Introduction Robert Hayden’s poem “Those Winter Sundays” is a powerful exploration of a complex relationship between a father and a child. Through the use of vivid and evocative imagery, Hayden paints a poignant picture of the cold winter mornings and the unspoken acts of love and sacrifice. In this critical essay, we will examine the…

Even though I was a young girl, I always had a feeling that I knew more about my situation than what I was being told. I had a tough life growing up and as a result, I was unhappy growing up. I was an empath, and it gave me the ability to be able to…

At some point in my childhood, my friends and I went outside to play together for the last time. Years later I am still keeping in touch with some, but we all know how most long-distance relationships go. You intend on keeping up with plans of hanging out as much as possible on breaks from…

I love music. I come from a line of musicians. My father has a mariachi, his dad did also and so do a few of my uncles. While I was always too thick-headed to learn how to play an instrument (not for the lack of trying I spent 4 unsuccessful years in Band class), I…