Your earliest childhood memory

[JM]

I thought it would be alright to start an earliest childhood memory thread for fun.
Anyway, I'll start.

I was 3, and I was at some airport with my parental units. Outside, I saw people boarding a plane and then later watched it take off. So, I processed the idea in my child brain, and looked at my pops and said "daddy, those people are going to heaven."

Please, share~

[Ellingsworth]

Well let's see, I always remember picking up potato chips off this blue tile floor near my washer and dryer. I also had a pink fluffy chair that I would sit on in there and just chill. Yeah, I know. Weird. :wink:

[Jason Rainville]

Funniest: in church, at an age less than 5. Looking at the front of the church, seeing a guy in a funny hat (must have ben the bishop) and thinking he was god. I then proceeded to pray REALLY hard to him to see if he'd notice and trip up in the middle of his speech...

Earliest; I was two (yes, 2). It was actually my second birthday party. My mom had made me a choo-choo train cake which was presented before me. I noticed something odd about that train, though; it had two chimney's, and they were both glowing very brightly at the top. Naturally I investigated with my pudgy fingers.... there were 2 pics taken of that (I'll upload them if I can find them) one before and one after the little investigation. Let's just say, in the 2nd pic I wasn't so happy... :)

[Julie G]

When I was eating a hot dog right after moving when I was 3. Though I retained a warped image of our neighbours in Colorado (they were almost family).

[sve]

My childhood was a very happy one and I hardly remember any events, just one careless feeling. I remember searching for interesting roots and rocks near our datcha, they were my dolls. Bought in a store doll (made in Germany, which means a very good one in my time)) lived alone far away from me in old fashioned kerosene lamp, in a secret place... I visited her from time to time... she was getting darker and uglier with every year... I liked her romantic life. My age was probably 5.

The entire childhood I was scared of the rug near my bed... there was a picture of scene from a Russian fairy tale: Fox and crane... but at night I saw faces and figures in there and they were animated... I was sick of this rug, but never told anyone.

I remember parties in our house, delightful busy preparation in the morning, fresh cleaned rooms, new different smells, mom bringing long hidden delicatessen... don't ask what it was, you are gonna laugh... Dad selecting LP of popular musics, arrival of guests, sounds, voices, laughs, happy calm feeling. I liked appetizers, starters more of all, not even desert.

I remember running with my brother ... who will first reach raspberry bushes and eat the new berries...

The oldest memory probably is sitting with my brother on the floor in our room, alone in our house, late in the evening and playing with tin soldiers,,, killing enemy's army with heavy metal ball. That's probably 4 year's old or less.

[Bhrazz]

That question is weird, my sister is trying to adopt a child and she got asked this question in a psychological session. When she told me that I started thinking about it till I found out, that was 2 days ago.

So for the memories. I remember riding to Florida with dad and mom, I was 3-4 no one remember well what year it was. It was a 3 day's ride from Montreal. Obviously I don't remember anything from the road trip. When We arrived at the beach I was in my father's arm, he was walking to the beach so I couldnt see the beach, arrived on spot, he drop's me, this was my very 1st time looking at the ocean, It scared the shit of me and I ran to the car.

[Bhrazz]

don't ask what it was, you are gonna laugh...
I feel like laughing, please share:)

[sve]

Marinated tomatoes and cucumbers from Bulgaria and smoked sausages :), kielbasa.

[Joshua Fountain]

I remember kicking the refrigerator asking my mom when I was going to be 4. I was obviously upset about being young...

That's my earliest. Not very clear, but earliest.

[Bhrazz]

@sve: that was not-so-hilarious. Actually sound very good to eat....
@Joshua Fountain: HAHAHAHAHA

[sve]

heh, of course it is good to eat... still favorite Russian food... but it was hard to buy in my earlier years... people were hunting for new interesting food... Those tomatoes were bought and waited for their hour for months you know :). Soap was a deficit, nowhere to find in stores, and buttons, and shampoo, meat, chocolate, candy, coffee, tea, cloth, shoes, music notes, books, cars, devices, fabrics, fruit, vegetables... ahah, we were building communism :).

[Stark]

I think I was 4 or 5 and I was hanging with my mom and her current boyfriend (ended up being my sister's dad) and there was a bottle of Budweiser on the table. I took a drink of it and felt like Superman. There was a TV near by and the rest is a tragic history. :D

[Meli Hitchcock]

I really cannot pin my age unfortunately, because my childhood memories get mixed up and jumbled. But one I do remember, for obvious reasons, it was in the first house I can remember we had a floor heater that I would lay on in the morning before mom and dad woke up. It was always freezing in that house. So I'd drag my blanky and my pillow to the heater and lay down on it. Well one day I didn't take my blanky or pillow off and went to go play with my barbie dolls. I do recall I was playing with the palomino horse that some Western Barbie came with, and suddenly I noticed the air was hazy. It was about that time I heard my parent's shouting there was a fire. :S

So yeah, my earliest memory was me almost burning our house down. :<

[sve]

You take the cake, heh. nice little story.

[Nerahla]

No joke, I remember being laid down in a crib at my grandmother's house and seeing these HUGE HUGE roses on the wallpaper.

When I was MUCH older I related this story to my mother whose jaw dropped completely and told me the room I was put down to take a nap in when I was about 18 months old had roses on the wallpaper... haha!

[sve]

Wowzer! 1 year and half... I heard reminiscences at 2 years old once from one man... omg, omg, omg omg, I believe you though... :xpld: How is your memory today?

[Costau D]

Playing Super Mario Brothers with my dad the day after christmas. 2 years old. No joke.

Oh an a more interesting one. When i was 4. I was at some camp no clue where. Family friends and my dad. A pit bull was playing with some other dogs, and i decided it was a horse. After trying to get on it.... The dog growled and ran after me (thats what my dad said apparently i wasnt paying attention, and the owner jumped from his chair and slugged the dog with a burnt log. Yeah that one is set in my mind pretty well considering memories. Scared the shit out of me.

[Moai]

My earliest memories are diaper-related, oddly enough. I can still remember how uncomfortable is was to need a diaper change, and I'm nearly twenty. My earliest memory is just be being in the living room, very young, and suddenly 'doing my business' in my diaper, and then crying, because it was so damn uncomfortable. I also have a memories of me getting a bath in the kitchen sink, and memories of me being shorter than the counter in the bathroom, and memories of running and playing and eating dirt (yes, eating dirt:dur: ) in the yard. The diaper one seems the earliest, though.

[Erilaz]

I was 3 or 4, and some kid was telling me in the kindergarten playground that the white patch over his eye was the reason you don't run with scissors. Important life lessons the hard way. :teeth:

[Steph Laberis]

I remember being in my walker, likely younger than 2. My Mom was talking to some neighbors and had a plastic baggie of Cheerios with her. I remember tugging the leg of her khaki pants and trying to form the words "Can I have Cheerios?" and her sprinkling a handful onto the tray of the walker, then seeing my fat hand scoop them up and eat them as she went back to talking with our neighbor.

I'm one of those weirdos who has many vivid memories of her childhood.

[worxe]

I can't remember what I was doing when I was even 6 :(

At 7 I remember going to umstilvein(pronounced, im not sure of the spelling), a theme park in amsterdam, one of the rides I remember clearly was like a rollercoaster, cept underground, we thought would be ok because there were old people getting on and.. well, old people are reluctant with that sortof stuff right?.. man were we REALLY wrong.

At the end of the ride my gut was left behind at the start and all the elderely passengers were walking off laughing and enjoying themselves.

[jadefoodog]

my earliest memory is when my dad just got a new old truck and we were going somewhere and it didnt have seatbelts and the door latch looked exactly like the thing to roll down the windows and i fell out of the damn truck while driving. we were not going to fast but for a little kid its scary as hell and you dont forget that unless you repress it

[0kelvin]

My early memories are mostly just images. I remember laying in my crib, I remember being in the bath when my mom was pregnant with my little sister (I would've been 2 then), I remember laying on a blanket in the living room with a lot of family members around me (a party of some sort, I think), I remember waking up one morning and seeing my dad had shaved his mustache.


Eric

[Hunger]

My first ememory would be the time when I took my toy car and rode it down the stairs. That ride ended with me bumping into the kitchen door. I don't think I was hurt by the ride though. My dad opened the kitchen door from the other side to see what the hell happend. I looked at him and said "I wanna do it again!"

[YVerloc]

I have a memory of before I could walk or talk. My parents were in a corner of the living room with my grandparents. I could hear them 'talking', but I couldn't understand anything, it just sounded like murmuring. I was in the opposite end of the living room, playing with those jumbo sized lego blocks - by 'playing with' I mean 'biting' of course. I was near the open door of the master bedroom, which was pitch black, and as I stared into it I became terrified and began to cry. I crawled around the corner into the hall, then into the kitchen and under the kitchen table, where I tried to pet our cat. My mom came in and ducked under the table to see if I was alright. The end.

I remember having my diaper changed. I remember hating the safety pin, becuse once my mom took her finger out from behind it, it was ice cold.

I also remember sitting in the sun on our porch, in my diaper, munching on a plastic polar bear. I guess I had teeth. I remember looking down at the bear and realizing that I had wrecked it by chewing on it, and began to cry. I still have that bear as a memento of this occasion. Such tiny bite marks.

I was three when my brother was born. Dad put me in the baby seat on the back of the family bike, and told me to hold on to the Cowichan sweater he was bringing to the hopital as a gift for my mom. We rode to the hospital, which was a reasonably long ways away. We lived in Crescent Beach (B.C, Canada) and the hospital was on the other side of White Rock. I remember Dad holding me up to the window of the nursery so I could see Reuben in his bassinet.

I'm glad I remember these things. If I didn't, I'd feel like I've stolen my body away from whoever was in it before. I mean somebody was home, right? But if it I can't remember it, was it me?

[Jason Rainville]

(first post updated with pics)

Yverloc hehe grerat stories. My sister was a biter too, she nearly took the head off of a halloween witch CANDLE for pete's sake.... kids and their biting, I swear :P

[Bowlin]

When I was 4 I slept on the bottom bunk and the closet door was cracked open. A little man and a little woman, about 2 or 3 inches tall were sneaking out. Once they realized I was watching them they ran under the bed and hid in my shoe (that was laying on it's side). I was too scare to get the shoe or even look back under the bed a second time.

[Yautja892]

One of the first memories I vividly remember was being terrified of the basement. (around 3 or 4) I remember standing on the top steps, curious to see what was down there until I heard a sound and ran away screaming. I remember it took me forever to get the courage to go down there and never by my self. The only other memory that I can remember around that time would be my parents huge water bed that I would just roll in for hours. :)

[Chermilla]

Hmm much of my childhood is a dark blur to me, much of it has disappeared somewhere back in the recesses of my mind...now and then someone will say something or mention an event from the past and It'll trigger something that brings a memory back to me suddenly. I like it when that happens.

I think the first thing I remember is a spiral shaped brick formation that was situated outside our block of flats in Battersea, London. It was in a small play area for kids and was intended for children to walk up and reach the top which was smaller than it's base. It spiraled up to a point.

Cx

[egerie]

drawing a big hairy green monster (bear?) in my father's New-Caledonia photo album and then getting hit for it.

[GriNGo]

heh, I remember when I was two or something, when I lived in Iowa, that I woke up in my bedroom in Iowa in the winter, and I could see my window... it had this strange beautiful frosty pattern all over it, and i think it just mesmerized me. Another memory that I have from those times, is that we visited this park in Washington D.C., that has a gigantic statue of a person or something coming out of the ground (or sinking into it). i think it made me cry!

[Jason Snair]

lot's of cool stories in here. nice

my earliest memory may in fact be just a dream. For the longest time, I've had this memory of me (probably around the age of 2-3) walking down a beach boardwalk with my Grandfather and Dad. (My Granddad was holding my hand) Along the beach there were these little red and white striped tents...and I can even recall it to this day, and I always sorta associated it with Cape Cod. For the longest time I thought this was a real event...but a few years ago, after my grandfather passed away, I told my dad this and he said that it never happened. That we never went to any beach with gramps with tents on them.

shrugs. I don't know. I still to this day insist that it was real. It's my earliest memory, and I've always been able to recall it instantly.

[JAG.]

jumping up and down on my older bros bed.. then breaking his star wars action figures... yeah the ORIGINAL toys just after the movie came out.. :[ - JAG

[shaoshao]

my earliest memory i think may be one of two

I cant tell which one was earlier

1) my mom telling me not to touch the iron because it was hot, and then touching it and crying

2) bouncing in my walker (you know that round thing with wheels that people put on kids) and looking at the light patterns from the leaves outside.

[Ilaekae]

Pulling my diaper down and peeing out the attic window on the British Major standing beside his horse in front of our house...

Really hated the g'damn redcoats...




>:D

[Nerahla]

Wowzer! 1 year and half... I heard reminiscences at 2 years old once from one man... omg, omg, omg omg, I believe you though... :xpld: How is your memory today?


Actually its pretty good I think -- I still have early memories at my fingertips - but that was just the earliest one. I think it helped that I moved houses when I was 4 (which I remember all kinds of bits about that) and so all my memories from the Bloomfield House (as we called it) were kind of compartmentalized and easily negotiated. There aren't many, but they are remarkably clear.

When my mom visits, it's a fun pasttime for me to recount them, as she's always amazed as she recalls me as a toddler doing these silly things :)

The memories themselves are very dreamlike in quality - but thankfully all of them have been fully backed up by siblings and parents, otherwise I'm sure I would have just dreamed them.

Simple things like moments on a special rug, set back just far enough from the TV that was mine to sit on. It had a big white star on it. Losing a beloved, beloved stuffed animal, and my brother (the only one of my 7 siblings) making a herculean effort to find it for me -- that still to this day means the world to me... and playing with HUGE refigerator boxes my mom procured from behind an appliance store one day for us all to play with... and the town we made in the den downstairs. I still remember the rooms we made, the layout, the play of afternoon light slanting into the cardboard boxes...

I don't have very many happy childhood memories unfortunately, but luckily I am totally blessed with perfect recollection of them all :)

[Seedling]

Another memory that I have from those times, is that we visited this park in Washington D.C., that has a gigantic statue of a person or something coming out of the ground (or sinking into it). i think it made me cry!

Cool! That’s one of my favorite statues of all time ( http://www.pbase.com/april_sims/the_awakening).

Oh crap, it finally sold! It’s been at the DC location for two decades because the artist couldn’t find a buyer. Wikipedia ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Awakening_(Johnson_sculpture)) says it’s heading for a new location, so those of you in the DC area, go tell my favorite giant I said bon voyage! *sniffle*

When I was about five, I was at school pondering which schoolbus I needed to get on to go home. I suddenly realized for the first time that I was thinking - it was a very “I think therefore I am” moment. Before that I was just a walking recorder.

[alesoun]

A hot summer's day. I was two, I think, and running as fast as I could round my parents' wooden garage, trailing my fingers over the warm wood, and relishing the smell of creosote. I had on a blue nylon dress; and then,- I got a splinter in my finger. Every time I smell creosote the memory comes back!

Other memory,- I might have been four (can't be sure). There had been a heavy snowfall during the night, and snow had drifted really high against our kitchen door. My Dad opened the door to let our Golden Cocker Spaniel out. Said spaniel was cross-legged and REALLY needed to go!!!

In my mind's eye I can still see that little golden dog, ears flying. leaping exuberantly through the wall of snow that was filling our kitchen with a curiously dulled light and the sparkle and explosion of sunlight as he broke through the snow. The memory is so vivid that I can almost smell the salty tang of the snow in my nostrils.

Wow! That's weird! I hadn't remembered that in such a long time!

Oh, and being very small and taking shelter under a rhubarb leaf in our garden as it started to rain,- the smell as the rain hit the earth and the noise as the raindrops hit the leaf.....

[Sepulverture]

squishing grapes into an outlet... and then regretting it when i figured out it hurts.

[Katfayheirti]

The first thing I remember is sitting on the bank of a small stream and watching little fish swim between the river reeds while some guy who wasn't my father was saying something to me from a distance. I remember lifting my hand out and reaching at the minnows in the stream.

Later I learned from talking to my parents and relatives that the stream was in Ohio and my parents had taken me to Ohio when I was about a year old and that guy who had been talking to me was once of my uncles, but he has since been killed by a freak bolt of lightening. Weird, huh?

[Nam]

Hard to say which is the 'earliest'... Hmm...

I remember one time, very vividly asking my mom what year it was. She said it '1992', so I was six, possibly five at the time. I don't know if I was a very bright 6 year old, haha. Maybe I should have know the year at that age? lol.

I remember at a very young age playing with my GI joes like a madman with my little brother, we'd come up with whole worlds and personalities for these little guys. I still remember all their re-assigned names and little quirks. Good times, I'd probably still play with em if I had em!

[Noë]

My first memory was a happy one I think.
It was that I woke up in the middle of the night because I had to pee (while I usually never did that), and my dad came and got me to go to the toilet, because he said mummy was busy . And I went to the toilet, and I remember feeling very excited, and then after waiting a while my dad got me to my parents's bedroom and there was my little sister who had just been born ^^ :P

Most of the other childhood memories are sad because I got bullied at school :P
Oh and I HATED to do uncreative stuff at school (yay! the teacher lets us paste fluffy cotton over a copied drawing of a sheep and take it home! :P) so I would usually sit and read :P so I guess I was a lil weird.

Love
Marleen.

[Chariot]

1.5 years, getting my broken arm set by a doctor with this crazy vibrating device. Thought I was going to die from the pain, still remember it clear as day and still have the cast!

[D.Labruyere]

hehe funny jason snair, my first memory is also actually a dream. Not as interesting as yours though.

I remember having to walk a huge and heavily decorated stair (actually walk? I didn't saw myself, and I'm quite certain I couldn't walk back then) which just didn't seem to stop, at the end there was nothing more then a door with light coming out from underneath. It opened out of itself, and when I went through it my next memory starts,

which is inside a grey pram with different grey blocky patterns. And we were on a square somewhere in the city. When it started to rain, my mum put some kind of plastic thing over it so that I stayed dry. I must have been between 1 and 2, because my mum told me, that, that pram got broke somewhere between that period. Pretty boring memory actually :rolleyes: but I still like the rain a lot just because of the fact that is one of the first things I remember in my life.

[Coinpurse]

my father feeding one of my dogs cereal thinking it was dogfood (apparently he claims that never happened), I was about 2 or 3.

The one after that was my father catching me playing with my sisters barbie dolls, this actually happened yesterday though so Im not sure if this counts ~_0

[Mr Man]

I can remember standing up in a cot and thats about it really...:S

[CaptainInsano]

I was probably around 2 or 3, and I was sitting outside on the patio. It was on the 3rd or 4th floor of some crappy apartment complex.

My older brother (who was 5 or 6) got to play outside. I wanted to play outside too, but someone told me I was too little. So I went out onto the patio, because it was the closest to 'outside' I was going to get. My brother and a friend were playing right below me in the grassy area. I wanted to play to, so we decided to play "catch". I threw a small squishy ball or something off the patio, and they could catch it down below. They were seeing who could catch it first. It was fun.