Bankie
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When I was little I had a baby blanket that I got the day I was born. But it ended up not just being a gift, it was the thing that I brought every single place I went until I was six. Because of this, many memories were also created with that blanket.
My next memory with my blanket is when I had just learned to talk and wanted to give my blanket a name so I was outside on the slide with my mom while she was gardening and I decided to call it bankie. My mom and I went through a lot of names until we decided on bankie. Some other ideas were bonkers, blanko, badger and some other crazy ideas. I don’t know why this is such a prominent memory but I don’t think I will ever forget that day. Another memory I won’t forget is when my mom hemmed the ends of bankie because I was chewing on the ends to much. At first I was really upset but after a while I realized that it wasn’t going to be that bad. Again, I am not sure why this is such an important memory to me but I will never forget it. I think it is because that moment really helped me realize that it is really rare that something truly horrible will happen to me. I guess it was just a memory learned. Well, I guess those are all the memories I have about my blanket. I am sure he is still around somewhere in my house but even though I don’t know where he is now, he helped me get through life the best I could have when I was little |
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