I often hear people narrate these lengthy stories about
the memories they have of their early childhood.

They tell complete anecdotes about what happened to them
when they were 3 or 4 years old and seem to remember all
those things in vivid detail.

Me, I can't really remember anything about the early
stages of my childhood.

Just bits and pieces. Like snapshots. I see images but
they have no story attached to them.

Most of these memories are of things that scared the
living daylights out of me.

Nice memories I seem to have forgotten completely and
irrevocably.

In fact, I can't remember too much from before my 11th
birthday at all.

Same thing, just a few images and a few short "films"
but that's all there is.

We were watching this film of my causin's birthday the
other day, and on it I'm 9 years old. She I and filmed
almost the entire day and I couldn't remember any of it.

I was looking at myself and going "that's me?"

How far back do your memories go? And do you remember
a lot or also just the occasional bits and pieces?

I can honestly remember a man putting money under my pillow when I was in the pram at the top of Park Road in Bargeddie.

My first memory goes back to the age of 3. I know I was that young because my dad was still in the house and he left when I was 4. That memory is of my dad beating my mom up. I remember it just like it happened yesterday...

i can remember things back to as early as about 4 years old. not everything, of course, just the important things. and the odd random thought.

the strange thing is i can remember things from about 4-11 better than 12-17. i don't know why.

Number23 said:

Then I bet you also recall your first serving of haggis

IstenSzek said:

SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said:

damn, that's a crude first memory.

the things some people bestow upon
their children

Number23 said:

i hear that! anything with stomach and/or liver of anything is just nasty!

Number23 said:

I guess this image won't help you rethink those memories,
will it?

IstenSzek I'm totally with you on that! I think the only thing that helped me retain any memories at all is my mom's extensive photo albums (we don't have any video recordings).

When I do recall something, it's not very vivid at all - almost dreamlike in the way that its a very vague setting, random plot, and involving people that I don't remember what they're wearing, what their hair looked like, etc.

I don't seem to remember events that were "important" (ones I would like to recall)... I'd have better recollection about a local dance than my dad's wedding (second marriage) when I was 4 and a half, yknow?

IstenSzek said:

To tell the truth, haggis is actually quite nice.
But contary to rumour and stereotypical labelling, we Scots have a very varied diet.
Deep fried pizza and Mars Bars on Tuesdays - both covered in lovely crispy batter.

CinisterCee said:

Yup, same here. I only remember insignificant stuff from
very important events. Like weddings and anniversaries n
such, I only remember the toilets, cuz I was phobic of a
large crowd up until my 15th [still am a bit] so when we
got to such places I'd immediately rush for the toilet n
lock myself in.

The only memories I have of the biggest raves is my father
having to pry open the lock of the door with a fishknife

I rememer everything after the sperm collided with the egg.

sinisterpentatonic said:

that was in the testube right?

Ardeo said:

No! You're confusing you childhood memories with mine.

sinisterpentatonic said:

i'm sure i am not

u told me you had to climb glass remember

What did U ask?

Ardeo said:

You misheard me I said ASS! Isn't your mom one of those women who thought they were being artificially insiminated by an anynomous donor's sperm, when actually it was the sperm of the Doctor performing the procedure?

IstenSzek said:

Did you ever get ill?
Have you ever bled?

I'm pretty good with names and faces from long ago. If I saw a picture of my classmates from elementary school, I'm sure I could name them all. And I'm talking about folks from 30 years ago. (Don't ask me jack about what happened yesterday, though.)

sinisterpentatonic said:

i'm gonna cry like a bitch and tell Dansa what u just said!

NOT

HerRoyalBadness said:

PANDURITO said:

I short-cirquited once when I took a shower

Think it was when I was pre verbal, shaking the bars of a cot because I wanted to get out. Don't know how old I was though.

Therapy said:

17?


just kidding

the farthest back i can recall is when i was 4 or 5 outside outside with my dad. He was working on his truck and i said i had to pee. He said if you pee your pants im gonna beat your ass. So there i am grabbing my weiner thinking about how bad it was gonna hurt when i got beat and trying to run. I think i made it or i would have remembered the asswooping i would have gotten

I remember being two...bein kinda scared to sit on Santa's knee...i remember my nappies bein changed um...I remember when i was 3 and 4 years old...i used to do this thing where i'd steal my uncle's microphone and bring it home (which explains why i luv microphones today ) um...I also used jam a chopstick in the top drawer in our kitchen...that would be my mic...and i'd pull the drawers underneath it out to be my keyboard and pretend to play da keyboard and make up songs n stuff...kept my parents entertained i think My uncle was obsessed with Prince...kinda dressed like him n stuff (even looked like him ) and he had his room all upholstered in purple velvet...his car even! ANd he used to let me n my cuz watch mtv in his room...dat was fun! I was 3 or 4 then too. I also remember my cousins and i pretendin to be da zombies in MJ's Thriller everytime our uncles would play it for us...I have a pic of dat somewhere...i should show it to yers it funny and yeah...heaps of memories from when i was really young!

i actually remember breastfeeding. seeing mom's face looming way up there, a nipple between us

XxAxX said:

You better hope that was your mom.

I remember being at a playground at around five years old, playing on the monkey bars when this little boy came up to me and asked me if I wanted to play house sick little bastid!