I have a lot of favorite childhood memories for holidays, but for the sake of this, I would choose one.

I can't remember exactly how old I was then, maybe around six years old; my dad took my siblings and me to an amusement park for the first time.

I and my siblings were so excited when we got there. There were a lot of rides, but since we were kids, the only ride my dad permitted us to ride was the bumper car. I had so much fun and was excited because I was also able to experience things I used to watch in the movies.

I remember how excited I was when we got back home, and I gisted my mom and aunt about the whole the that happened at the park