One of my earliest memories was when I was three years old and I went to Mexico with my mom and dad. The place we went was so big and pretty! We went EVERYWHERE! It was so much fun to see all the kids that I made sand castles with! There was this one girl that didn't talk much but we played together a lot. She was really nice and my mommy and daddy took a lot of pictures of us playing together. I was nice and shared my blanky with her, I think she liked it. I really want to go back and see her again! We could play together like we used to! I miss her a whole bunch.

Looking back on this memory, I still didn't understand why the little girl wouldn't talk to me, so I asked my parents about it. They said that the she did not speak any English, which surprised me quite a bit. They said that we would communicate only with hand signals and with the things we were playing with. I also remember that she didn't have any toys of her own, we only would play with the ones that I had brought from home. I do wonder sometimes that maybe she remember me, but i doubt it considering her family did not have any cameras of their own. Overall, she was one of my first memories. I still find it amazing how we could play together even though we spoke two completely different languages.