When I was seven, I participated in my first Easter Egg Hunt. I was in the first grade.
This I remember vividly: it was the perfect spring day with an abundance of new green leaves on the massive oak in the front of our school house. The sky was gentle blue. I wore a pale yellow, cotton dress with a sash tied in a bow. Mama had made it and she trimmed the neck and short, puffed sleeve...
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