What's your first memory

[Sessrin]

Well, i was bored and started thinking, and then i got to wondering; what was my first memory. what do i remember or basically what i thought of when i first realized i was alive. Out of basic curiosity what is yours and what do you think of others

Mine: i only remember two main events, the first was being at a carnival and taking a picture with my parents and sister, but for some reason i don't consider this one as my first that started because it was more just a commercial in between sleeping and waking up
the second, was when i was about 3 or 4 and i am outside and i'm just wondering what i was doing there, why i felt so awake?

what are the earliest memories you remember or know of

[ruhbr_ducky]

Well the first one was happy,my grandmother met my brother and I at the front door(I was bout 2)asking if we wanted chocolate sherbert.She was really awsome,the next was when she was laying on a hospital bed all blue and dead(2 1/2years) so at least I do remember her alive:)

[Sessrin]

the first memory is really nice, i like the idea of ice cream [sorry, im hungry] that's a sad second memory, was she really dead? that would be scary

[ruhbr_ducky]

Yes, really really dead.No,it wasn't scary,my mother never let us be scared of anything,even death. However,the next ones were even worse.They were of my screwed up father leaving the family to be with his new girlfriend.He did this after my grandmothers death because she told him he wouldn't be here son while she was alive if he left his family.

[Sessrin]

wow, how did she accomplish that?

[ruhbr_ducky]

I really have no idea. Other than giving us knowledge and not making thing taboo.She just told us facts and when you know I guess things arn't so bad.

[Sessrin]

i guess that's the right way to go about these kinds of things, it's better to tell the truth and know what's going on, then to find out and feel it's depressing

[Sessrin]

so anybody got any happy first memories?

[Aunty-lion]

I remember toddling down the long green hallway at my parents house, into my Mother's waiting arms. I remember she was wearing green too, and smiling, all soft and warm and loving and laughing and green. Everything was green.

[Sessrin]

green that is such a relaxing color , that's a cool memory to have and cherish

[Pendragon]

Hard to pin down, but I do remember at between age three & four, I had double punemonia and was in Womack Army Hospital at Fort Brag, NC. They would let us kids go to a window and watch the helicopters land, bringing in wounded soldiers back from Nam. I will never forget that. My older sister was also there as we both had the same illness. I had an older brother die from it.

[Shalot]

I think my first memory would be of my second birthday party. I got a car -- it had a horn that beeped and you could ride around on it by pushing off with your feet (it was the seventies alright?)

My cousin came to the party and she was younger than me and they put her on my new car and I cried.

I remember the feeling of being very upset by this and I remember the car and I remember the apartment with the brown carpet and the light of the afternoon coming through the window and my bald cousin with her pacifier. My mom told me the rest and I know that we moved to the house my parents live in now when I turned three, so it had to be my second birthday party.

I am just guessing though -- I really don't know what my first actual memory is though because memory is a tricky thing isn't it?

[andave_ya]

walking across a brownish colored room in a short dress with a watermelon shaped collar and pink and white stripes pointing downwards. I must have been, i dunno, three or so.

[motherhubbard]

My first memory is from when I was two. I remember that it was very late and I had been sleeping in the front seat of my mom’s car and when we got to where we were going I woke up and “Afternoon Delight” was on the radio. I was so happy because I loved that song. I thought it was about fireworks after an afternoon picnic that lasted until dark. :blush:

[Nightshade]

I have a lot of memeories from about the same time so Im not really sure which is first but I think it was snow in sweden.

All I really remberis all this white so high on the sides that its like a wall and then my dad lifts me up and I can see my mum in the door way with another lady and my mum is holding the baby.

I figure this is my first because I think the others are from about a year later during the war oh and my other sisters birth a few days before I was 3.

[Aiculík]

My first memory... is very frustrating. :) As I found out from my mum, I was about 7-8 months old. My mum was surprised when I first asked about it, saying I can't possibly remember that, but she confirmed it. What happened, was that a nurse came to check my progress. She wanted to see if I learned to crawl. Here is as I remember it (in the brackets are thing my mum later explained):

I am somewhere on flat, long, brown surface (our sofa). In front of me, but very, very far away (on the other end of the sofa), there are some toys. I am happy because usually when I want to play with them, Mary (my older sis) takes them away with yelling THAT IS MIIIIIINE! :) So I crawl as fast as I can, to reach them before she comes, but when I finally get there and want to take them, some strange hands lift me up, the person is in white (a nurse), and when I'm down again, the toys are far away from me again. I felt SO angry! Disappointed! Betrayed! :bawling: Those emotions are what I remember most clearly. I cried and cried and cried, but still crawled to the other end, lol. :D

It's a real pity I don't remember whether I finally got the toys or not. Mum says I did, but as I know Mary, I really doubt it. :D

[BibliophileTRJ]

I have no idea how old I was, but I was still wearing diapers; so it had to be pretty early.

I distinctly remember wearing my favorite pajamas (a tan fuzzy jumper with feet - I must have looked like a toddling teddy bear) and shuffling my feet along the carpet to build up a static charge; then sneaking up on people to ZAP them. I remember zapping the bald spot on top of my uncle's head and my aunt getting upset about it..... apparently he was really embarrassed by the fact that he was going bald and she knew it; however I, at such a young age, couldn't understand why everyone was in a tizzy.