I have always thought that smell held a very important trigger to my memory. When I was a little girl and living with my grandma, great-grandma, mother and older sister I would always get excited at my grandma’s home cooking! She is Puerto Rican and so she would always make dishes like arroz con pollo and other amazing smelling dishes that would lure me into the kitchen. I would be really unhappy as a person if I could not smell!
One of the most significant smells to me is a cologne called Polo Double Black that I bought for my boyfriend, Matt, for his birthday. He was my first love in college and I bought him this lovely scent for his 25th birthday. Picking out the cologne at the counter it had a variety of wonderful smells of lilac and a musky smell. At first, this scent made me so happy and would bring a smile to my face if I smelt it elsewhere besides on Matt, because it would make me think of him! I dated Matt for an entire year and he was for sure my first and only love. Matt cheated on me after about a year and now whenever I smell that scent of Polo Double Black cologne I have a rush of mixed emotions consisting of anger, hate, sadness and disgust.
Another smell that was a pleasant smell to me was that of hot churros at Disneyland being made by the street vendors on Main Street. My family is huge Disney fans and so I have probably been to Disneyland over a dozen times since I was 4. I absolutely love the odor of cinnamon and sugar in a delicious churro! Whenever I smell this scent I think of riding the Teacups and Splash Mountain. I feel like a kid again with no worries in the world. I am really excited to smell that wonderful scent again because I am headed to Anaheim, California to visit the happiest place in the world for Spring Break!
The last smell that I unfortunately remember is the smell of formaldehyde from my junior year of Anatomy in high school. We had to dissect cats of all things, and they all smelt of formaldehyde and it was the most disgusting scent that will haunt me forever! I was not a cat owner at the time, but I am now and I cannot believe I had to dissect poor cats with that awful odor that smelt like a combination of bleach, throw up and acid! I love my cat and I would have refused to do the activity, but you failed the class if you did that, so that was out of the question.
Question # 5
A treasured space of mine would have to be my old bedroom at my grandma’s house where I grew up. I was raised by my grandma and mother and my older sister and I shared a room that had so many antiques and dolls and was a little girl’s dream. I lived there from when I was born to about age 13. I really enjoyed going into the room by myself and playing with my American doll named Molly McIntire and getting lost in imagination. I would have her wear different outfits and go on different adventures in my mind. That was my own personal space and I did not want to share it with anyone else.
This space communicated to my mother and grandmother that they could leave me alone for hours and I could entertain myself, unlike my older sister who needed their attention and an entertainment director 24/7. I did share some of this space with my sister, Toni, but for the most part I liked to be alone in my pink and white trimmed room of wonder. I think this space was essential for my well-being because my mom was working at one of the casinos at night in Las Vegas, where I grew up, and I needed her there, but I knew she was working to support us and not having a father figure around at the time I needed some distraction to not actually realize that. I now think that my imagination that I had in that space made me a better person, more creative and open minded.
One of the most significant smells to me is a cologne called Polo Double Black that I bought for my boyfriend, Matt, for his birthday. He was my first love in college and I bought him this lovely scent for his 25th birthday. Picking out the cologne at the counter it had a variety of wonderful smells of lilac and a musky smell. At first, this scent made me so happy and would bring a smile to my face if I smelt it elsewhere besides on Matt, because it would make me think of him! I dated Matt for an entire year and he was for sure my first and only love. Matt cheated on me after about a year and now whenever I smell that scent of Polo Double Black cologne I have a rush of mixed emotions consisting of anger, hate, sadness and disgust.
Another smell that was a pleasant smell to me was that of hot churros at Disneyland being made by the street vendors on Main Street. My family is huge Disney fans and so I have probably been to Disneyland over a dozen times since I was 4. I absolutely love the odor of cinnamon and sugar in a delicious churro! Whenever I smell this scent I think of riding the Teacups and Splash Mountain. I feel like a kid again with no worries in the world. I am really excited to smell that wonderful scent again because I am headed to Anaheim, California to visit the happiest place in the world for Spring Break!
The last smell that I unfortunately remember is the smell of formaldehyde from my junior year of Anatomy in high school. We had to dissect cats of all things, and they all smelt of formaldehyde and it was the most disgusting scent that will haunt me forever! I was not a cat owner at the time, but I am now and I cannot believe I had to dissect poor cats with that awful odor that smelt like a combination of bleach, throw up and acid! I love my cat and I would have refused to do the activity, but you failed the class if you did that, so that was out of the question.
Question # 5
A treasured space of mine would have to be my old bedroom at my grandma’s house where I grew up. I was raised by my grandma and mother and my older sister and I shared a room that had so many antiques and dolls and was a little girl’s dream. I lived there from when I was born to about age 13. I really enjoyed going into the room by myself and playing with my American doll named Molly McIntire and getting lost in imagination. I would have her wear different outfits and go on different adventures in my mind. That was my own personal space and I did not want to share it with anyone else.
This space communicated to my mother and grandmother that they could leave me alone for hours and I could entertain myself, unlike my older sister who needed their attention and an entertainment director 24/7. I did share some of this space with my sister, Toni, but for the most part I liked to be alone in my pink and white trimmed room of wonder. I think this space was essential for my well-being because my mom was working at one of the casinos at night in Las Vegas, where I grew up, and I needed her there, but I knew she was working to support us and not having a father figure around at the time I needed some distraction to not actually realize that. I now think that my imagination that I had in that space made me a better person, more creative and open minded.
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