Their parents can only hope they won't remember the days of war.

I remember the day my mother told me she'd died.

Not if he can't even remember the day in question.

And remember what he said, the first day of class?

I remember the day when they told me about it.

She could remember the day and hour of anything that I ever did wrong.

That's how I remember the very first day of the war.

I remember the day we received the message that he died.

Indeed, she could not even remember the day in question or her request for a baby to play with.

I remember the day he brought you and me to see it completed.