Your Earliest Memory – How Old Were You, And…

Anonymous (@) 9 years ago

What is your earliest memory? How old were you, and do you think that as young children that we remember things only if we choose to, or that everything is always recorded?

January 23, 2013 at 2:40 am
Eric (1,819)M (@blankey) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

Bump.

I still can’t really remember mine.. I do remember looking at myself in the mirror around 3ish, 4ish and just really looking at myself. I remember thinking, “Huh, that’s me…”.

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evolve (144) (@evolve) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

My earliest memory that I can recall would be taking a plane BACK from Disneyland when I was 5. I had the window seat, and I loved it. I couldn’t stop looking out that window. It was just so… different, like to me, another world. Being in awe is what I remember. Just too bad I don’t remember before that, when I was actually AT Disneyland.

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Stealf (124) (@stealf) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

I’m not really sure what age I was went these happened, but it starts at around 4 and goes till 7.

~4. I was building a toy truck with my dad, it was one of the big Tonka trucks that I always loved and he helped me put it together. We were sitting in the drive way and I wasn’t really sure how it was all coming together but it ended up magically finished an hour or so later and I played with that thing for weeks.

~5. I was playing kick the can with a bunch of similarly aged neighbors in a cul-de-sac located directly across the street. I wen’t to go hide in a bush that was a cool little spot I found and I remember playing with bugs and worms and stuff. Then I tried to kick the can and lost.

~6. I got a bike on Christmas because my brother and sister (both older) both did. My sister took me out as soon as we got the bike together and ready to go. She tried teaching for a looong time that day and I remember how frustrated I was getting, as I kept falling off and hurting myself. I eventually got it down.

I wish I could be a little more descriptive, its all much of a blur.

I remember messing around in a neighbors backyard, and he came out with a shotgun and we sprinted away and my friend (or my brother I don’t remember) tripped on something and got hurt.

I remember my first kiss on the playground when I was in third grade and I remember covering my lips in the shower for a couple days so it wouldn’t wash away.

I remember almost getting hit by a car when I was running across the street because everyone had alright ran over and I didn’t think much of the car.

I remember the ice cream truck coming around my neighborhood and I would always sprint after it but my dads loud ass whistle stopped him immediately.

Good fuckin times, good post, I guess I loved my childhood.

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Zeta (1) (@brayton) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

My first memory was when I was around 4. I remember waking up and couldn’t remember what I did the day before or anything I did. It was so strange. But for some reason I knew my siblings name and parents names and some simple things like where things were located in the house. One thing that was strange was I knew I had a Nintendo and I could play the crap out of the games like I knew them already. Truly a strange feeling that I never really talked to anyone about before.

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Anonymous (177) (@) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

Thanx for the awesome comments so far – keep it going :0)

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Felle (2) (@skyfall) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

Wow everyone has memories from an early age, well mine is kind of blurry, So the earliest memory of me is on my 9th Birthday when I went to Denmark with my mom and spend the day riding carousels. The earlier I am kind of struggling with questioning if they are “made up ” or “dreams” or ” memories” though it’s only in flashes.

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Luis (63) (@luisfabian) 8 years, 9 months ago ago

1st birthday. I remember being dizzy. Walking around confused. A yellow couch. Birds outside. Lots of faces and mumbled words that sound like flutters of gigantic bubbles underwater.

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CynerGee (0) (@CynerGee) 8 years, 4 months ago ago

I have clear memories from age 2 – some are “notable” events, like the time I stepped on a red ant hill, others just mundane stuff, like the house we lived in, the dog we were looking after, a memory of feeling shy and grabbing my mother’s leg….. My husband doesn’t remember much at all below the age of 9 or 10.

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Erica (39) (@ericaleeper) 8 years, 4 months ago ago

When my Grandma shaved my head, my lice was so bad. probably 2 years old

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josephm (772) (@josephm) 8 years, 4 months ago ago

“mommy, santa drives a neon” as i peer through the window before he walks into my house

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krkrich (148) (@krkrich) 8 years, 4 months ago ago

I think one of my earliest memories was when I was about 3. I walked into an elevator in my apartment complex by myself and the door shut. I completely freaked out. I didn’t know how to make the doors open. Luckily, not too much time passed and the door opened because some lady needed to use the elevator.

I find it so interesting that I remember dreams I had from when I was like 5. Why did they transfer over into my long term memory?

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Johann (7) (@thelegend0210) 8 years, 4 months ago ago

I remember being an infant in the crib, standing and looking down a hallway to the kitchen where I could see and hear a bunch of people talking. I must have been less than a year old I suppose.

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Eric (1,819)M (@blankey) 8 years, 3 months ago ago

BUmpers

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Brendan Barstow (182)C (@eyesopen) 8 years, 3 months ago ago

I was two years old, or perhaps younger, because my dad still lived in the house. The waning sunlight filling the room with the warm glow of a summer evening. My father’s large hands fed me pieces of hotdog with ketchup, a taste and consistency it would take me 14 more years to love. He was focused on me – my mom and sister sat at the table with us but didn’t. Perhaps he was savoring the time with his child, but probably he just couldn’t look my mother in the eye in some form of latent guilt or shame.

The principles of adult memory formation apply to children – how deeply and how often information is processed will determine its strength. The catch with childhood memories is that during our young development, when our brains are highly plastic and reforming constantly our memory directory becomes outdated and we no longer remember where we put our memories. They still exist somewhere, inaccessible but persisting.

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MC PRTK (1) (@mc.prtk) 8 years, 3 months ago ago

What I remember are colours…. A soft reddish glow and a bright white glow are my oldest memories. Other than that, green meadows (I was two), and playing with my cousins at home (probably I was 3), My grandpa, (I was less than 3…. he died before I reached 3), first day in school (I was 4… remember very vividly).

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Anonymous (7) (@) 8 years, 3 months ago ago

I was 3, and my sister and me were sitting in the back of a car. ‘Wild Thing’ by The Troggs was playing and we were singing along, but changed the lyrics to ‘wild thing, you make my pants sing’…and we thought it was the funniest thing ever.

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