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What's the first thing you remember?........

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0 posted 03-20-2005 06:06 AM       View Profile for Michelle_loves_Mike   Email Michelle_loves_Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michelle_loves_Mike


I'm talking,,the very first , clear, memory you can muster up?

Mine? Funny you should ask,,(and I reckon it's only fair to share, since I brought the whole thing up to start with),,

Sitting in the front seat of my moms car,,(child saftey seat? What's that?),,,wailing a bluestreak, cause I dropped my (then #1 prized material posession) multi-colored key ring set. I was around 3.

Your turn.....
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1 posted 03-20-2005 07:14 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

One of my clearest memories is being carried around by my dad in a very quiet house. I remember him always being there before I even needed to get his attention. Later, I found out why.

Let me know if you want to know.
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2 posted 03-20-2005 09:26 AM       View Profile for Local Rebel   Email Local Rebel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Local Rebel

I wanna know..!

Um... hard to say what the first memory was -- maybe sitting on my sister's lap.  Playing with the family dog.  Automobile accident in my Dad's car.  Going to church and wishing I wasn't there.. lol.
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For Reb...

My mother was very ill prior to and after giving birth to me. She had incurred a gum disease and WAY back then, no oral surgery could be given when mothers were expecting. She had blood poisoning and I was given less than 10% chance of making it through delivery. Immediately after my birth, my mother had to have all of her teeth removed in order for the gum disease to be controverted, and antibiotics of the day be given.

When the oral surgery was performed immediately afterwards, they accidentally snipped a nerve to my mother's left ear; and they also snipped a nerve and she lost all sense of taste. [The dentist who performed the surgery later lost his life in a car accident. Mom and Dad never thought to sue over the "mistakes" of his surgery.]

Mom's hearing in her right ear became highly magnified. She was weak and unable to care for me for the first six months of my life. Dad had to unhook the phone, doorbell, etc., and walked around in socks. I distinctly remember very early on his always being there before I could make a sound - and the second memory I have is about age 23 months, when, after my mother regained her health and became pregnant with my brother, of Dad and I going to the hospital to see her and my baby brother.

I also distinctly remember how my mother appeared to me at that time, very pale and almost gray in color. Having babies was not an easy task for her.

From the time my brother came home, the memories are all quite clear. I was not quite yet two years of age.
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Maybe I was destined for the Marines, because my earliest memories involve the Marine Corps.
I remember a couple of things, nad since I don't remember which came first, they are (in no particular order):
1)Getting the other kids in the neighborhood and "drilling" them like my Daddy did (he was a drill instructor).
2)A bird at the shoe store off base that always used to ask "Where's Joe"
3)Being allowed to PT his recruits (I found out later that they were in the last couple of days of boot camp)
4)singing into a microphone for the first time for a few of my parent's friends.

These all happened with us stationed at Parris Island, SC so I would have been about 2 or 3

Sunshine... please explain!!!

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My earliest recollection was when I was about 3 and caught a gypsy moth and I wanted to keep it. My grandmother got a jar and poked holes in the lid and put some twigs and stuff in it and put my moth in it. Then she talked me into letting it go because it was used to being free and what I was doing was basically sending it to its room without dinner. She said that since I didn't like that, why would a moth? I let it go.

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PhChild just made me remember what quite possibly could be my first real memory. I must have been around five years old at my grandmother's house. Back then you would buy a roasting chicken which had to be "gutted" (yuck) and also have a few of the remaining quills from the feathers plucked out. Quite a terrible thing for a little city girl to witness now that I think about it. Anyway, while gutting this poor chicken, my grandmother pulled out a tiny egg, not quite fully with shell. The stage just before a shell I suppose.....geesh. She told me that this just might have been a baby chick. I asked if I could hold it. She nodded, but warned me to be very, very gentle and to stay in the kitchen with it. Ya right.....lol.
  When my grandmother was busy stuffing the now hollowed out carcass (double yuck), I left the kitchen with my tiny prize cupped lightly in my warm hands. I tiptoed into the livingroom and sat on the floor in front of the television to watch whatever might have been available to watch in that era. Probably the test pattern. Always mesmorizing...hee hee hee. I tried to keep the little egg warm and safe, really I did. Somehow though it got smooshed. On me....my clothes and the carpet. My goose was cooked! Ah, childhood memories......now they are "hatching" left and right. Thanks Michelle.  
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It was warm, dark, suddenly bright, and someone hit me.  

Seriously, mine are rather convoluted, and I'm no longer certain which early memories were truly mine, and which ones came from photos and family stories.  Earliest ones I'm for certain about come around age 3.5-4, when I gave my younger brother his first scar, then a few months later for the second scar in about the same spot: right eyebrow.  Of course, since he was 20 that scar, when he'd raise that one eyebrow, was rakish enough to make most bras unhook automatically.  Strange but true...well, mostly.
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I remember sitting in the back seat of an airplane beside my very pregant mom.  Grandpa is a pilot and it was his own plane - he and Grandma were up front.

I clearly remember how round my mom's stomach was and the seatbelt buckles - I was about 3
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There must be something about being 3!

My first memory is of laying on the floor watching American Bandstand on TV while I colored my fingernails with my crayons!
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10 posted 03-20-2005 06:36 PM       View Profile for Michelle_loves_Mike   Email Michelle_loves_Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michelle_loves_Mike

Wow gang,,,it does seem that the life of memories start around the age of three,,,,thank you all so much for sharing these memories with everyone,,,a little touch of the past to see where we started,,,to compare the yesterdays we can sometimes hardly remember,,,,

Michelle
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I am not kidding:

my grandmothers wake in my living room when I was two.  It used to be legal here then.
I was calling out her name and touching her face and she just lie there.  It is clear as anything I remember, even the velvet drapes that hung behind the casket.  I wasn't scared at all and it doesn't scare me now.

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I'm at the doctor's office. The carpet is blue-green with small pink flowers on it. My mom is leaned against the white desk counter looking at something or talking to someone, my sister is half sitting on a chair, my dad is to my right, and I'm in someone's arms, no clue who's. It's not much of an active scene, just a few photo-like images of them.  I don't recognize the people in the scene too well, but knowng them now I can tell who they are. I remember the carpet the most.

Not sure how old I was, but it must have been either 1 or 2. When I was 5 I told everyone I remembered the day I was born. No one believed me, of course, but I told them about the carpet and they said that's the same one that was in the waiting room of the hospital I was born in. I'd think I manufactured that with bits of information I collected later, but the hospital I was born in wasn't the same as the one I went to later on. I do find it hard to believe I remember the day of my birth, though... so I'm guessing it was some sort of a check up with the original doctor. It's a very clear memory, but, I on't know, I've always been a bit awkward with what/how much/and how soon I remembered things.

Good topic!

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13 posted 03-21-2005 01:37 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

a sigh of exasperation...from everybody.

Including me.
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Monroe, Louisiana, 1954.

I was on the floor, on my bare belly, with paper and stubby pencil, "practicing my numbers." Every few minutes, I would jump up and run into the kitchen, where multiple generations from multiple branches of the family were gathered, to ask someone to please tell me what numbers came next. Then, I'd run back to my paper to write them down.

I was writing down the latest answers to my insatiable question, all beginning with nine, when something "clicked" in my head and I realized that the number after 99 just HAD to begin with a ten. There was a pattern to this numbers stuff! I remember writing page after page after page of scribbled three-digit numbers after that, until my chubby little fingers were cramped and sore, waiting to see if the pattern would continue. When I wrote down 999 and again knew the next number just had to begin with a ten, I realized I would never again have to run to the kitchen.

It was my first Eureka moment, and I sometimes think I've spent the rest of my life pursuing more of the same. For me, there is no greater high than when something "clicks" and a great truth is revealed.
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15 posted 03-21-2005 05:57 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

wow.

But um, mine was simpler.

I recognized the placement value of "zero".

(as gawd as my witness)

*chuckle*

and yes

it was a eureka moment.

I understood infinity, and that has vexed me ever since ...
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It's good to hear that didn't scare you, littlewing, people are always so over sensitive as to how to smooth over death to a child....

Math,,,,a tot figures out the pattern,,and I'm still takin my shoes off to count past 11,,,sad....(smiles)

"a sigh of exasperation...from everybody.

Including me."  whats a matter? Least you seem to have the math thing in your corner kiddo,,,lol

I don't know if it's so far fetched to remember your birth,,,after all,,it has to be one of the most traumatic events in our lives,,it has to imprint somehow,,,being torn from the safety of your own room, that was complete with room service and do not disturb sign,,,into a noisy, bright, cold, people filled place, all getting poked, prodded, handled about and all,,,,I dig it...

I am loving all these great memories!!
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my memories stretch pretty far back,
not sure exactly how old i was, but my first clear memory comes from the crib. i shared a room with my two brothers but at some point i became a notorious crib climber. i didn't like being caged or detached from people so i'd often escape and crawl into someone's bed glad for the company and safe from the things going bump in the night
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hmm i remeber bits and pieaces here and there from my childhood

i do however rember the helicoper ride at the zoo when i was 3 years old and my dad buying me a pretezel that day.

i also have other random memeroies as a child usually i end up thinking about late at nite for some reason lol

Fool me once shame on you.....Fool me twice shame on me.....

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i remember waking up this morning... barely.

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My earliest memory is picking up slugs w/shell and me and my sister used to set them on the sidewalk and have them race. After we were done we would pour salt on them.

I also remember waiting at the kitchen window waiting for my sisters to come home from school.
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"My earliest memory is picking up slugs w/shell and me and my sister used to set them on the sidewalk and have them race. After we were done we would pour salt on them."

that is so cruel lol like a caesar..entertain me and when you're done ill have you killed anyway
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My earliest memory is about 2-1/2.  It was summer time and my birthday is in November, so I know that's about right.  My memories are going to be older than any of yours I'll bet, as I am now 75 years old. My parents had a homestead in northern Alberta, at that time and our nearest neighbor was 1-1/2 miles away through the brush.  My dad had built a road to it, as it was my aunt and uncle's homestead. They had children and I had no one to play with. I begged and begged to be allowed to walk to my aunts and finally one day, my mother told me to go ahead.  I didn't even think about being scared until I had to go home and then it seemed an endless distance! I saw wolves in the brush beside me, but when I asked my dad whose dogs they were, he told me they were wolves and then I was really acared!  I got over it eventually and used to go to my aunts on a regular basis until we left when I was 5 years old.

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23 posted 04-01-2005 12:36 AM       View Profile for Michelle_loves_Mike   Email Michelle_loves_Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michelle_loves_Mike

Aenimal: For my crib climbing,,,,round age 3 and a half ish,,,I got a broken arm for my troubles,,, ,,,as if losing my keys wasnt bad enough.

Foxyoasis: The late nights seem to bring back the early memories,,,,,,

Christopher: That's more than I can say for myself today....

Cloud 9 : ALL HALE!!! Guess that was as good as ending up covered in butter and garlic on a plate....:S

Trillium: that is beyond awsum! I'd love to sit and listen to you tell stories.....mondo cool

Thanks again all! I love it!

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Being baptized.
 
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