Friday, April 12, 2013

Introducing the 100-Word Memoir

The premise is simple: every Friday or so, I will post one of my memories, in exactly 100 words. If you want, share yours in a comment below.

100-Word Memoir: My Earliest Memory

I was barely two when Mom took my brothers and me to say goodbye to our neighborhood friend, Tyrell. The room in his apartment was cream-colored and I think a crib stood in one corner. Tyrell’s mom was going to give my mom a mattress for our new house, and Tyrell offered my brothers a gift (I can’t remember what). 

Mom said, “Wasn’t that nice of Tyrell?”

I felt puzzled at her speech pattern. But a two-year-old doesn’t know how to articulate, “There’s no need for a proper noun— the pronoun would have been just as clear.”


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