Personal Narrative: My Childhood Memories Of Living In Mississippi

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I was born in Jackson, Mississippi, and lived in a small town on the outskirts of Jackson, where everybody knew everybody. It was there where I learned about God, life, and how to be a southern lady. I have a lot of memories of living in Mississippi. There is one memory that sticks out more than any others. Every Christmas morning, before breakfast, before going into the living room, to see what the white, bearded man in the red suit left us, my brothers and I went into our parent’s room. Crawled up onto their bed and cuddle up. It was in that moment my daddy would get out the Bible and would read to me the Christmas story. He would start from the very beginning. After the reading, I would lead my family in singing “Joy to the World”.

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