Dp #1: Why We Tell Stories

When I was five years old, my family and I took a vacation to Italy. There, we stayed in a friend's house who happened to own a horse, Bamboo. At the time, I was fascinated with horses so I always offered to be the one to feed it. The story my parents often tell is when I was asking to feed Bamboo, I told them I wanted to feed Bamboo a big bikini. They asked "Are you sure that is what you want to feed Bamboo?" Then I responded, "Yes! Lets go pick a big bikini to give to the horse!" Of course, I was talking about a zucchini, but I didn't know that. Everyone in the room started to laugh at me, but I did not understand my mistake. Eventually, I learned the difference between bikini and zucchini, but from time to time, this infamous story is told. I think that my parents enjoy telling this story because it is one that represents my personality as a child. The story not only tells of a funny mistake young children often make, but it also reminds everyone of enjoyable times on our vacation so long ago. That vacation marked a time in our family, especially for my parents, that we will all remember for the rest of our lives. It was a time before siblings protested family vacation, and a time just before we all started becoming adolesents. My parents love to tell this story because it encapsulates that seems all too long ago.