It just happened days ago...
I am a college student in Cyprus and the culture is really diferent than where I grew up. I as born in Yaounde, Cameroon (Central Africa) and I received a complete French education. That included drinking milk with bread as a breakfast. At home, we used to drink a special kind of milk "Nestle Sweetened Condensed Milk". It is really sweet. But since like 7 years they don't more sell it in Cameroon so I got used to Nido.
So I was shopping (We are back in Cyprus). I was looking for milk and then I saw something really wonderful. The last row, it was fully written, as well as I remember : "Nestle Sweetened Condensed Milk". It was there. And then I remebered my first "self breakfast"; how i took that same bottle 12 years ago (I was 4), i put it in my cup and then burned myself while pouring some water inside. And then I try to toast and I finish with my hands full of cheese ... and burning.
I almost cried...
I bought 10 of these bottles ! Yes 10 ! And I finished 3 that night.
That's it ! My earliest memory. My self made breakfast.
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