Personal Connections

In the first paragraph, Collier says that memory doesn't show things as they are, but rather how they feel. When I remember things, I usually go to thinking it because of something I'm feeling now, and connecting with how I felt at another time in my life. It's like my mind has memories grouped by feelings.

In the fourth paragraph, Collier says that they unaware of anything happening outside their own community. When I was growing up, I also didn't really pay attention to things that were happening outside of my world. New diseases, hurricanes, some famous person dies, etc, and I wouldn't know or really care.

In the fifth paragraph, Lizabeth explains how her and her brother were free to run around and do whatever they want after their chores are done. My sister and I were EXACTLY the same!!! Over the summer, our parents were out at work and so my sister and I would finish the daily work and chores we had to do (because we were good kids) and then we'd do whatever we wanted for the whole day.
AND THEN...
On the second page, second paragraph, Lizabeth and Joey are bored of their summers. Us too. We got so tired of doing all we wanted all day and everything was just not so interesting anymore. We completely ran out of things to do. And then ended up doing work to pass the time.

Second page, third paragraph, Lizabeth says she's still kid enough to run around and jump fences with the young kids. HAH I feel that way when I'm around my cousins. They do things that I normally wouldn't do if I were on my own, but just for the sake of still being a kid, I play and do childish things with them.

Third page, first paragraph, Miss Lottie is described tending her marigolds on her knees. This description reminds me so much of my childhood gardener friend. She was an old lady, and also the school gardener. I met her by chance on my way home from school and she was so kind. She was always on the ground, tending the flowers around the school. Sometimes she let me help. :]

Third page, last paragraph, Lizabeth wakes up and overhears her parents talking. I had woken up one morning and heard my parents softly talking in the living room. I forget what it was about, but that image reminded me of that time.

Fourth page, second column, first paragraph Lizabeth wakes up Joey because she was scared. When I was little and my sister and I shared a room, I did that once in the middle of the night. I've woken my parents too because I was scared.

Fifth page, second paragraph, Lizabeth cries after having ripped the marigolds out. There was one time when I did something bad that I didn't really mean to do and sat and cried like Lizabeth did.

Fifth page, last paragraph, Lizabeth says something like "Time has taken me far from that home" (OK it's nothing like that but that somewhat sums it up) and I was just thinking yes, God does take us far far from our childhood homes but he gives us memories of them to make up for it. I don't know what my home in Canada looks like now, but it'd be really nice to see again...