Special

One of my happy and sad memories are when I went to Mt. Rushmore with my mom and grandfather. I bet you are thinking why the memory is sad and happy, well I will tell you why it is sad the I will tell you the happy part in a story I will tell. The sad part about this memory is that my mom and grand father do not talk at all and the most important thig is I loved him so much. We got alot of thing but one of the special object is my cross section. It is shinny, jagged, and has the colors blue, brown, and tan.