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What's your first memory of?
Posted by DeathSweep • 8/15/07 • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Tags: family, fear, fun, love, memory, mother
Is it your mothers eyes, was it fun, did it hurt? About how old were you when this happened? Mine is a nightmare that involved a baracuda actually swimming by my crib. I guess fear really burns itself into your memory. How old was I? Not sure but I WAS in a crib.
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My earliest memory is my fourth birthday.
I was the first awake and very excitedly woke up my parents, who told me to go play until they got up so we could celebrate.
I remember being upset that they didn't bound out of bed like I did and they seemed to take forever before they came out to join me.
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My first memory that I can recall was probably when my mom forced me to eat spinach. I know that sounds like a strange memory but I was such a picky eater I was still ina high chair and I rememebr her trying to get me to taste it and then throwing it up. I like spinach now, lol.
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My first memory is of coloured bulbs which my parents used to hang infront of my bed, i used to look at them and sleep.. i dont know how small i was at that time.. any yes my dog also. -
I recall being lost in a five-and-dime on vacation, and absolutely freaking out about it, until the manager found me, was really kind, and called over the PA for my parents.-
These are all really good!
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I have many memories of the apartment we moved out of when I was 20 months old, but I don't know which is the earliest. They are mostly insignificant flashes of daily life.-
WOW - you're lucky - wish I had many more!
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That is extremely early.
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My earliest memories are age 3.
I had a plastic train that played the bumpy records, like the fischer price record player... and it went around the kitchen floor, and I chased it around... choo choo!!-
Funny the things that stick, isn't it?
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They say that before 3 yrs of age, we don't have memories as such...
Dad told me about something that happened about this time - his recollection of my reaction to a visitor in the visitor waiting room ( Mom was a in hospital cause my sister had been born). I don't recall it at all. The visiting room or anything
Anyhow, my recollection of my sister's birth was that of.. we were standing at what I now think was the back end off the hospital.. probably the loading dock area... me looking waaaaaaaaaay high to see mom's face in the window. I remember thinking how high it was and trying to fathom it all.
I can in my minds eye see it....
I'd be about 2 1/2 then-
"They" (my guess is that it's medical experts?) have been known to be wrong.
'Nuff of that.
A good memory, I'd say: both in its quality and value; and in being from a rather young age.
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My earliest memory, probably, is that of the view from the bottom of a stairway leading up to the 2nd floor of the house I grew up in. Judging from the angle, I'd say I was crawling at the time.
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My earliest memory is at around age 2. I remember an event that was not photographed at all and included a person that shouldn't have been there but was. When I related it to my mom, she finally believed me that I remembered that long ago.-
Memory is great - etchings on our minds - we all carry our own tremendous data banks on our shoulders and in the flash of a moment can reach back so many years. Why is it though, that I sometimes can't even remember from yesterday? Is it lack of interest at the moment, age, or could it be that our brains are getting full and deciding what is important enough to hold onto and discarding the rest? But that's another discussion. DS
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I was little girl of 3 and in a classroom in my Nursery school. I was sitting next to a little chair with a green seat and stumpy, wooden legs with carving. The teacher was saying something I wasn't listening to. I was looking at my arm where a mosquito was perched. It was black with tiny green dots.
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A second world war German soldier lying next to a burnt out half track. He was minus his head and badly burnt. I was about 1 year old at a guess. Thats military families for you. :S-
Seriously? That's your first memory?
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Now that sure is one I'd choose to forget if I could.
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Yep. My father was a soldiers soldier and he wanted his sons to be perfect little machines when they joined up. Didn't quite work out that way fortunately.
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I should add that it was from one of his 'informative books.' We didn't have Winnie the Pooh and other cute stuff. He was a grunt in the 60's and 70's, posted mainly in Africa. He saw some nasty things over there. We were not to be affected by it when our time came. I could write some interesting things about moulding childrens development in the area of female troops and hesitation in combat. He would not have been a candidate for father of the year.
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earliest memory for me is getting on a pirogue with my grandad or dad.
a pirogue images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.gatortraxboats.com/pirogueA.jpg&...
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Grimly Fiendish, my father also was a young child in that war and survived. Although his father was not a soldier by trade, he was murdered in the desperation of the aftermath, and his mother was left alone to survive and bring up her children. I am very grateful that my father and his mother both shared some of their memories with me. Anyone with those kind of memories will be very cautious or reluctant to participate in war, and that is a good thing IMO.
My first memories are similar to yours MX, daily life in our first apartment, looking out of my crib, etc. -
Mine probably at age 5, when my father was cutting the vege and I was watching him. He asked me if I want to go to kindergarten/school and I shook my head.
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mine is when i was 3yrs old that i played the ants house in our backyard thn i dig their house and the ants came out, they are all over me! it was so scary and i felt so itchy all over my body hehe and my mom so worried about it, she take me to the hospital that time. :-) -
Ants all over you! Yikes! I'll bet they itched.
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