My object is a picture that was taken of me when I was nine months old. I like to look at it and remember all the memories of when I was young. The picture is made out of soft and light paper. There's also a rip in the paper. I was laying down with a goldish, brown background on white wool. I was wearing pj’s and had an open smile without teeth. The place it came from is Dubai. The picture was given to me by my dad when I was six.
The object is important to me because it was taken three days before my great grandfather died. My dad told me that my great grandfather was making silly faces that same day to make me laugh. My dad said the my grandfather never ever made silly faces and he also never made silly faces to my cousins or in his life.
The picture describes part of who I am because his death made me more thankful for my family and relatives. Its pretty sad that I didn't know my great grandfather personally but that picture can bring years of memories and that's enough. My great grandfather also passed down memories and pictures of when he was young.