Juliett Paul

2/26/08

My Childhood Memory in Sierra Leone

When I was 10 years old, my mom had a baby boy. I used to help my mom with my younger brother. That was my first experience I had caring for a young baby boy. My mother can go to work and my grandmother and I always took care of the baby. The baby cried a lot. But I was happy to take care of him, because I was interested in him. I used to feed him with his feeding bottle. He finished four bottles of milk before my mom came. My mom would return home from work in the evening. My baby brother’s name was Phillip.