Smells evoke childhood memories Issue 16 Home Page

Photo: LWY / L. W. Yang When I was very young, my mother used to buy me baked sweet potatoes whenever I accompanied her shopping in the market. The Signal to Go Back Home Youngil Seo from Korea When I was young, a student in elementary school, I enjoyed ice skating with my brothers in winter. We lived in the countryside, and there was a pond behind our house. When the pond froze and was covered with ice, we used to go ice skating there. While we played, it always got dark. Graphic: Art Today I remember smoke coming out of the chimney of my house because my mother was cooking dinner. I remember smoke coming out of the chimney of my house because my mother was cooking dinner. Whenever we smelled steamed rice, we would stop playing and run back home. The smell of steamed rice was always a signal to go back home. Now that I am older and live in an urban area, I sometimes forget about those times, but whenever I go to the countryside in winter and it gets dark, the smell of smoke coming out of a chimney evokes this memory of my childhood. Read more about smells that evoke memories: It Woke Up Our Hunger Until I Smell Pines | Lost in the Market | Standing There in the Corral Return to: The World of Smells | Issue 16 | Home Page TOPICS Online Magazine - ©1997-2008 - topics.mag@gmail.com - Sandy and Thomas Peters