As a child, it was a lot of fun to make valentines for each member of my class. Valentines doctors in so many ways. I found a good feeling to do something for someone else.
Looking back at that time, I realize that mom was probably just finding a job to keep me and my three sisters occupied for a few afternoons. We cut and stick, trim and fold. I loved the color pink, so it was not surprising that everyone was formed when they were more pink and that I'd rather characterize the pink color of our bridesmaids shared by siblings.
Mom was careful to take a break with hot chocolate and marshmallows on the terrace so we did not kill our valentines and we would not get too tired before our mission was reached. It was an exciting time for the school year.
Being the youngest of four, Mom helped my valentines "just a little" so that they would introduce themselves. We created a simple budget, so the only package of retail purchased Valentines purchased had to share out between us. Also bought a box of Valentine sweets and we carefully put one candy in each Valentine. I had a four-storey Valentines and twenty-two homemade Valentines when I went to school tomorrow on Valentine's Day.
Of course, my teacher would have a store that bought Valentine and I had made the biggest homemade one for her too. Then there were my two best friends, Elaine and Joanna. I had made them homemade Valentine along with Valentine's store. I had one store, Valentine went and I could not think of one person to give it. It was so special.
My teacher had set an afternoon for exciting Valentines. It was hard for us to think about school workers when so much was happening that day. All morning I looked around a room to see someone who would get my last special store Valentine. I talked about it with my two friends and they also made suggestions, but the ones they said were more friends and I was "long."
Then the time came and the classroom's energy level stood up to a high chest. Notes fly around the room and everyone smiling. I got twenty-four valentines. Most of my Valentines had candy in them too, so I thought I had pretty good business around. Valentines heal in so many ways and I knew I had many friends.
With all the excitement, I cleared about my last special store Valentine. When I left the bus at home, I remembered it. When I finished the last corner, Dad was in the car. Love fluctuates in me and I had such a good idea. I ran into the house, got colors and paper out.
I made one Valentine. Big one with a lot of pink because I knew that Mom liked pink too. It was probably because I got the idea that it was my color. I wrote "I love you" behind both Valentines. Then I save one Valentine's store to Dad and Homemade Valentine to Mom.
They were so surprised and Dad grabbed me in his arms and told me he never had such a little "Milly" in his life. I knew I was special. It was the first day of my little heart that I was born to "my best friends".
Now I'm older, I still remember the good times we had today's lover. My friends from the first class have lost their minds, but the memories of the love I found from my parents will last forever. Valentines doctors in so many ways. Valentine's Day is one opportunity to heal a heart by saying three words, "I love you."
Source by Milly Barlow