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entry for 's contest

the theme is First Memory of Drawing

when I see the theme, the first thing that come to my mind is my first memory when I draw for the first time. It makes me remember my childhood when I was a little girl.

I remember at that time, my drawing was really amateur, but if I want to see that past time with myself right now, I can say that though my drawing was really amateur, but it fulfilled by warmth and purity, just like an innocent little girl.

I remember too the time when I tried to draw with my best using crayon and I showed to my parents. With a really pure heart I showed them and with smile said
"this is me, this is mommy, and this is daddy"
then I saw them smile even laugh with said
"my, my, this is so sweet dear! You are really a good artist!!!"
then they would pat my head and hug me.

Until now I still can feel that moment, their words become my support until right now that can make me stand with both of my own feet to become a better artist.

I love that moment, but I more love my current life right now.
I love the way they raise me as their child. I love them to always support me from the very first time of my memory to begin drawing.

Description
entry for 's contest

the theme is First Memory of Drawing

when I see the theme, the first thing that come to my mind is my first memory when I draw for the first time. It makes me remember my childhood when I was a little girl.

I remember at that time, my drawing was really amateur, but if I want to see that past time with myself right now, I can say that though my drawing was really amateur, but it fulfilled by warmth and purity, just like an innocent little girl.

I remember too the time when I tried to draw with my best using crayon and I showed to my parents. With a really pure heart I showed them and with smile said
"this is me, this is mommy, and this is daddy"
then I saw them smile even laugh with said
"my, my, this is so sweet dear! You are really a good artist!!!"
then they would pat my head and hug me.

Until now I still can feel that moment, their words become my support until right now that can make me stand with both of my own feet to become a better artist.

I love that moment, but I more love my current life right now.
I love the way they raise me as their child. I love them to always support me from the very first time of my memory to begin drawing.