Saturday, July 12, 2008

One of My Earliest Childhood Memories

Do you have a childhood memory that your not sure if it's because you've seen a picture of it so many times or if you really remember it?

Well Perky from The 6 Senses of the Insane recently posed the question "What is one of your first childhood memories." It got me thinking about some of my childhood memories. Some are not so good, I don't really want to dwell on those. So I tried to think of a nice childhood memory.

And one I came up with was just a real innocent moment in time. Captured by a picture in my childhood photo albums. But I really do remember this moment too. It is just me and my older sister sitting on a chair, and she is reading too me.

I'm not sure how old we were. She's four years older than me. I think I was no more than 2 maybe 3. She was 6 or 7. But I'm not sure. Because the one thing I know now is that she could not really read this book she was supposedly reading to me!

That's the great thing about this memory. I'm looking at her so enthralled at what she is "reading," she is "reading" along in this book, like she knows what she's talking about. And the whole time she is just making up this whole story! It's like she was pulling my leg! But I think she was just trying to be nice and read to me, even though she couldn't!

That's one of my first childhood memories. Not much, but a nice one. It's something special to me, anyway.

After thinking of this today, it really made me wish I could post this particular picture I'm talking about. But my Mother has all those kind of photo's at her house. Maybe I'll ask her if I can borrow some of the old pictures, for my blog. Even though she really doesn't get this whole blogging thing -lol.

Do you have any special childhood memories you would like to share?


  1. Hi. Thanks for taking my Spark. I've posted a link to your post at


  2. I remember when I was 4 or 5 years old I played with my younger brother in backyard. There was a little river. Suddenly my brother dropped into the river and I'd not thinking jumped into the river in second and pulled him up to the shore. I think that's my bravest time ever. The river was kind of stink. After that my auntie took both of us a hot shower.^^

  3. I know what you mean about do I really remember and what you have heard so much you think you remember.

    I like how the picture shows a different story than you know to be true today...

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