This I Believe
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Sweet Tea Memories
It was a hot Saturday afternoon in Desert City, California. I was headed to Los Angeles on vacation to visit family. My Corolla was running dangerously low on gas and I did not want to be stranded in the middle of nowhere waiting on a tow truck. Therefore, I decided to exit the road and pulled into the first gas station I saw. My air conditioner broke the night before so I decided to walk in and get a drink. First I thought about buying a soda or maybe even a ice cold slush, but then something caught my eye. I opened the glass door and grabbed an Arizona Sweet Tea. As I sat on the curb outside in the heat, I opened my cold tea, taking a sip; I suddenly had all these memories flashed in my head. Memories that I forgot were even there. At that moment, I realized that it's the little things that happen in my life that I can take for granted sometimes. That's why I believe in Sweet Tea. The earliest that I could remember having my first Sweet Tea was when I was six. I was at the Dallas Zoo and my mom bought me an outstanding styrofoam cup of the best drink that I ever had. It was love at first sip. Ever since that day at the zoo, I can’t get enough of that cold beverage. Sweet Tea has been a big part of my family for many generations. Whenever my family has a reunion, everyone brings their own favorite kind of tea. I call it the Catalina Tea Mixer because it’s one of the events that I look forward to the most during the year. There’s something strange about Sweet Tea, a little bit of that mysterious ingredient that I can’t quite put my tongue on just yet. That’s why I like it so much, because it’s a drink that seems to hold some kind of power that I can get a taste of every time I take a sip. It’s not just the way that it refreshes my body or quenches my thirst. It’s the way that it triggers my senses and places me back into my own memories....
It was a hot Saturday afternoon in Desert City, California. I was headed to Los Angeles on vacation to visit family. My Corolla was running dangerously low on gas and I did not want to be stranded in the middle of nowhere waiting on a tow truck. Therefore, I decided to exit the road and pulled into the first gas station I saw. My air conditioner broke the night before so I decided to walk in and get a drink. First I thought about buying a soda or maybe even a ice cold slush, but then something caught my eye. I opened the glass door and grabbed an Arizona Sweet Tea. As I sat on the curb outside in the heat, I opened my cold tea, taking a sip; I suddenly had all these memories flashed in my head. Memories that I forgot were even there. At that moment, I realized that it's the little things that happen in my life that I can take for granted sometimes. That's why I believe in Sweet Tea. The earliest that I could remember having my first Sweet Tea was when I was six. I was at the Dallas Zoo and my mom bought me an outstanding styrofoam cup of the best drink that I ever had. It was love at first sip. Ever since that day at the zoo, I can’t get enough of that cold beverage. Sweet Tea has been a big part of my family for many generations. Whenever my family has a reunion, everyone brings their own favorite kind of tea. I call it the Catalina Tea Mixer because it’s one of the events that I look forward to the most during the year. There’s something strange about Sweet Tea, a little bit of that mysterious ingredient that I can’t quite put my tongue on just yet. That’s why I like it so much, because it’s a drink that seems to hold some kind of power that I can get a taste of every time I take a sip. It’s not just the way that it refreshes my body or quenches my thirst. It’s the way that it triggers my senses and places me back into my own memories....