Goldengurl04
Phoenix
Afghanistan
(in Asia)
Worth visiting!
I remember in
The 1960’s. I was still a preschooler up to second grade. The caravans used to come down from the mountains and we would pay a little bit of money to ride the camels up and down the street.
But my best and scariest memories came from when I wandered away from our house and got lost. I was about 5 years old. A very nice Afghan man found me wandering and put me up on his shoulders so I could find my way home. I got in trouble when I got home, but I was just SO embarrassed because my mother was rude to the man. I sat up in my room and ate grapes and cried.

