On my first day of pre-school, when I was four years old, my mom walked me to pre-school, which was at a church. I used to wear a Chicago Bulls hat back then. When we reached the church, I told my mom to not leave and wait for me outside until my first day was over. She was there when I came out, but as it turns out she had not waited the whole time. She just came early to make it seem like she had waited outside the whole time. I was probably 4 years old in this memory. This memory is particularly memorable because I believe it is the first memory of me being without my parents for some period of time. My personality is not the same now as it was back then. Since that time I have been able to be independent of my parents and I no longer care about the Chicago Bulls. I feel that I can go all the way back to the end of elementary school and still feel like me.
