A meaningful place that holds a memory for me is my grandmas house. My grandparents live in my neighborhood, so I spent most of my childhood there when my parents had work. We would always bake together, play games, and have dinner together as a family. That meant a lot to me, because with my parents being separated and being an only child, I never had the feeling of family dinners and game nights like many of my friends did. I still go over there all the time, and my grandparents always invite my boyfriend and friends over, because they want everyone to feel loved and accepted into my family. Today in class we read a myth about the creation of Earth. It was interesting to hear stories different cultures told about how things were created. I think this is important to learn about because it teaches us about different cultures and religions and what they believed in. It was also just a fun story to read and answer questions about.