What are your earliest memories? share them & comment.
i start off with 2 of my own:
my earliest memory dates back when i was either late 2 year old or early 3 year old (so pretty much exactly 20 years ago). Either way, it was summer and rather near my birthday- thus i think it was late 2 years old, as it was warmer than it usually is around my birthday, more sync with july than august.
Anyways, its rather dull memory truth be told. I remember waking up in my mothers bed probably around 10 in the morning, staring at white ceiling & black oven (which is now painted light grey) thats used to heat the room.
I got up (i was dressed) and went to kitchen where mother & grandmother were having coffee. Now, they were chatting about something i dont remember, and mother for whatever the reason asks me "what do you say when someone asks you your name", i went: "i dont know".
This is probably most interesting thing about this memory- i really didnt know. I remember the fact that i didnt remember a thing. I knew how to speak, how to walk, layout of house, regognised my family members as friendly (but didnt remember any names), but that was it. And i dont think i had any trauma either as everything felt fine. But it honestly felt like i shouldnt be small boy just waking from a nap. To this day, i remember this feeling and it still freaks the heck out of me when i think about it. I figure its something like amnesiac (y'know, person who lost memory) feels
i have lot of jumbled memories from childhood that i cant quite exactly place except this one. And i know for fact this is my first memory.
Now, first juicier memory i have is me tumbling down stairs when i was 3 & it was in february i guess (so '97). See, all my life, my family has lived in 2-story house that my greatgrandfather bought before ww2. So i guess i wanted to go either sledding or ice skating & i went to call my dad from upstairs. In any case, i called him, got dressed in warm winter clothes & started going down the stairs. Now, one more thing about old houses- those stairs can be extremely steep. And easy to fall from. I slipped on upmost step & slid down, all straight like a plank, feet first down the stairs (in middle. wooden stairs with huge caps between them). Right down the bottom.
Dad & mom (who came to see what was it all about) were of course spooked, but i remember it being fun. I remember getting up with smile and "lets do that again" look
but yeah, that was close call, as if i hadnt been dressed up as warmly as i had, i might have serious brain damage by now.
i start off with 2 of my own:
my earliest memory dates back when i was either late 2 year old or early 3 year old (so pretty much exactly 20 years ago). Either way, it was summer and rather near my birthday- thus i think it was late 2 years old, as it was warmer than it usually is around my birthday, more sync with july than august.
Anyways, its rather dull memory truth be told. I remember waking up in my mothers bed probably around 10 in the morning, staring at white ceiling & black oven (which is now painted light grey) thats used to heat the room.
I got up (i was dressed) and went to kitchen where mother & grandmother were having coffee. Now, they were chatting about something i dont remember, and mother for whatever the reason asks me "what do you say when someone asks you your name", i went: "i dont know".
This is probably most interesting thing about this memory- i really didnt know. I remember the fact that i didnt remember a thing. I knew how to speak, how to walk, layout of house, regognised my family members as friendly (but didnt remember any names), but that was it. And i dont think i had any trauma either as everything felt fine. But it honestly felt like i shouldnt be small boy just waking from a nap. To this day, i remember this feeling and it still freaks the heck out of me when i think about it. I figure its something like amnesiac (y'know, person who lost memory) feels
i have lot of jumbled memories from childhood that i cant quite exactly place except this one. And i know for fact this is my first memory.
Now, first juicier memory i have is me tumbling down stairs when i was 3 & it was in february i guess (so '97). See, all my life, my family has lived in 2-story house that my greatgrandfather bought before ww2. So i guess i wanted to go either sledding or ice skating & i went to call my dad from upstairs. In any case, i called him, got dressed in warm winter clothes & started going down the stairs. Now, one more thing about old houses- those stairs can be extremely steep. And easy to fall from. I slipped on upmost step & slid down, all straight like a plank, feet first down the stairs (in middle. wooden stairs with huge caps between them). Right down the bottom.
Dad & mom (who came to see what was it all about) were of course spooked, but i remember it being fun. I remember getting up with smile and "lets do that again" look
but yeah, that was close call, as if i hadnt been dressed up as warmly as i had, i might have serious brain damage by now.