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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 2:06 pm
I have a few early memories and get confused about which one came first. The very first one I think I was in preschool and I was playing with a few toys. Then I finished playing with them ans started to put them away, one by one. For each one I put away another brat pulled it out again. I gave up and went to do something else. Later the teacher got on me about not picking up my toys and told me to do it right then. I protested that I wasn't the last one playing with the toys, it was that other kid over there. However, I was the last one she had seen with the toys and asked me again to clean them up. I refused since I had already tried to clean them up. I was sent the the principles office for refusing to clean up the toys. I don't remember anymore but apparently I spent a lot of time at the principles office refusing to go back down and clean up the toys until my friend Kiah cleaned them up for me.
Wow, didn't mean that to be such a narrative. Anyway, what is everyone's earliest childhood memory?
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 3:40 pm
Haha wow, it's tough being a kid, huh?
I have a few very small bits of memory. I must have been very young, and I really remember them vividly. I always kind of wonder if there's a reason for it...
One is standing in front of the electronics in the living room. I go to press one and my dad says, "NO" in a really deep voice.
Another is a spring or summer day. The front door is open. There's a stuffed dog bed with my stuffed animal in it. My mom tells me to go get it, so I do. It's really sunny, warm and nice...
It's just things like that. Nothing exactly coherent at that age.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 3:59 pm
One of them, I was in my stroller and there was the ocean and a boardwalk and lots of flowers.
Another I was waddling along with my mama to get the mail and go back to our apartment and then we went to her friends house.
And another I was walking hand in hand with mama again... but then I walked smack into a parked car. XD And my mama was all: OMG ARE YOU OK?! XD My mama is just as blonde as I am.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 4:13 pm
Ermmff....(bad memory person)....AHH!
There's this one time, my first day of kindergarten. Some kid came up to me and said,"Your hair looks ugly."I got pissed because I fixed so it looked really nice so I punched him in the face XD He got a bad nosebleed...
Lol....I was pretty violent when I was small~
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 4:59 pm
I honestly don't remember too much except for playing in the playhouse my dad built, oh and I remember finding a lit cig on the ground when I was three. I had no idea what it was except I know I stuck it in my mouth cause it looked like what my dad put in his mouth (he was a smoker) lol I remember being in the hospital next.... my mother is a really paranoid and overly protective mother lol
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 4:10 am
I think mine was when the telephone pole on our block got hit by lightning... the whole neighborhood was outside in the rain and us kids were running around on my neighbor's lawn, and then my mom yelled at me for it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 7:57 am
dancing to Vinyl records on our coffee table. I was three methinks. It was a particular song that I recognized later on my dad's mp3 player. He was shocked I remembered it.
"Follow You Follow Me" was another track on the record.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 9:51 pm
I thought it was a dream until my mother told me this actually happened.
It was my first birthday and my mom put me down to sleep. I wake up and
I was in a little yellow dress. My mom picks me up, takes me into the
other room where all the kids from our apartment building, my cousins,
and my siblings were gathered and cheered Happy Birthday to me ^_^
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 9:13 am
I think my earliest memory is being barked at by a pugnose dog.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 3:55 pm
My earliest memories are:
I was running away from my mom in diapers I guess i was 9 months old my mom told me. Anywaz I was running to my grandpa in the motor home and I would knock on the door and my grandpa would say " Nobody is home" I would knock faster and then he would let me in before my mom caught me I loved my grandpa.
The other is when my grandpa was on his death bed I spent a lot of time sleeping with him. I was about 3 years old then. I have a lot of childhood memories but I can't seem to remember new events just past ones...
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