a good memory i keep was when my dad has surgery and he had to stay home for 1 month resting his back was still in pain so he couldn't work and i was like 9 or 10 yrs old and my bro received for Xmas a huge puzzle to make it was this horse with wings "pegase " on a night with all the stars and i remenber my dad was trying to build the puzzle and when we would came back from school for lunch my dad would cook for us or even for teatime he would prepare us hot chocolate with cookies and a fire in the fireplace ....
we were so happy to have our daddy at home !

yeah good memories ....

haha i love my daddy

don't really have a whole lot of good childhood memories...a couple that stick out though are when my mom and i lived in the ghetto when i was like 9 and we used to sneak out to the complex pool (closed after dark) to go for a swim to cool off on the hot summer nights because she couldn't afford to keep the AC running all the time. so that was our way of cooling off for a bit before bed. i was always scared to jump the fence and go in there because all these thugs would hang around the complex sometimes...but they never fucked with us. it was fun though.


and when i was in 5th grade i wanted to be cool and be a cheerleader but i had never done it before. my mom told me about the city league try outs so i just went to the 3 day clinic where they teach you a dance, 2 cheers and a chant and you have to get it down by the 4th day (try outs) and there were like 300 + girls there...it was very intimidating, but i just went in there and gave it my best shot. then we had to go home and wait for a phone call to see if we made it. that was like the most nerve-wracking couple of hours for me. i was convinced i didn't make it.

but then i got the call and i did

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Originally posted by notelfreak man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone

Two of my earliest memories are both of breaking my arm...

First (i was about 3) was of me standing at the top of my stairs at home moments before falling down and breaking my arm.

Secondly was breaking my arm on a rollarcoster in Great Yarmouth when i was about 5.

And as a side note, do you guys remember things in the first or third person? 90% of my memories are in the third person, very strange

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This is a splendid idea.

Well I remember back when I was 7 or 8 years old. I loved to climb trees and cliffs and all that, yeah you know.
And this one time, I start climbing in a HUGE, HUGE, HUUUUUUUGE tree, like... man the height of it was unreal tournament! I don't have a clue of HOW high it was though, but you'll get an idea when I'm done, I'm telling you.

So I climbed to top (almost) unfortunately I step on a frail branch, and start falling down, recieving multiple (prior bases for my climbing) old branches up my scrotum. Plus I grazed both of my legs REALLY bad on the trunk, all the way down.

When I landed I had one wound on my right leg reaching from my hip down to my foot, about 2-3 cm deep, and pretty much 2 cm broad, just pissing out blood. Almost an identical wound on my left leg as well, ust a little shorter.

I starting limping through the forest, feeling dizzy and completely unfocused, so I fall down a very small cliff, landing in a thicket stinging nettles, so my whole body (especially my legs) hurt even more, although I usually don't feel the pain, or whatever you want to call it, from nettles. I scream, get up, keep on hobbling, from the glade into the vast forest again, and eventually I get out... CIVILISATION!!! And I kept on rollin'... I guess I looked like a zombie by now. But the bad luck just wouldn't stop. I felt hungry and stuff, and I had a fairly long way to walk. And I have bees attacking me for no reason. This is where I fell down in a sandbox, crying for help. FINALLY some luck I thought when a friend showed up and called my parents from home. The thing is... we were gonna have some.. to me-disgusting fish for dinner, so I went crazy and started crying even more when I got home.


That's it I guess. I'll post more memories later.

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I always visit this site to rekindle those childhood memories.

WHO REMEMBERS SUPERTED? LOL A TALKING TEDDY BEAR WHO SAVES THE WORLD, DID THE PERSON WHO COME UP WITH THAT TAKE SMACK WHILST COMING UP WITH THIS GENIUS CONCEPT??????

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Originally posted by Cannibal I always visit this site to rekindle those childhood memories. WHO REMEMBERS SUPERTED? LOL A TALKING TEDDY BEAR WHO SAVES THE WORLD, DID THE PERSON WHO COME UP WITH THAT TAKE SMACK WHILST COMING UP WITH THIS GENIUS CONCEPT??????

I USED TO LOVE SUPERTED WHEN I WAS YOUNGER! I HAD A LOAD OF VIDEOS AND POSTERS. ONE TIME I EVEN MADE A STUFFED PAPER SUPERTED DOLL, IT WAS WELL GOOD!

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WHY ARE WE SHOUTING ABOUT SUPERTED?!?!!


My favorite childhood memory was sledding in my backyard with my sister & cousin, over Christmas break. We'd stay outside for 2 - 3 hours at a time until we were completely chilled, and then go inside and Mom would make us hot cocoa and cinnamon & sugar toast. We'd stick our shoes & gloves on the heat register and play Legos for a couple hours and then bundle ourselves up and go back out again.


Soooooooo much fun.

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i'm trying to think of what my happiest childhood memory is

can't really pic a happiest memory...


i remember one when i was in like 1st grade or something and we had a class raffle for this giant michaelango ninja turtle...the thing was huge, bigger than me...and i won it! it was awesome!

of course i also remember when i went to show the older kids up the street my prize and they ripped it and so i got really pissed and chased them with a bat...

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Originally posted by Ygrene WHY ARE WE SHOUTING ABOUT SUPERTED?!?!! My favorite childhood memory was sledding in my backyard with my sister & cousin, over Christmas break. We'd stay outside for 2 - 3 hours at a time until we were completely chilled, and then go inside and Mom would make us hot cocoa and cinnamon & sugar toast. We'd stick our shoes & gloves on the heat register and play Legos for a couple hours and then bundle ourselves up and go back out again. Soooooooo much fun.

LOL!

I can relate to that scenario - down to the toast!

Snow Forts were teh shit!

Hours outside - wasn't long enough.

Christmas is it for me!

Burl and Ives - what?

Exactly - but everything is perfect (or pretty near) - rituals that we enjoy sharing together.

Bows on the dogs, cats (they dont make them for fish!) but yeah...

FUN TIMES!

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mom: don't touch your penor son

me: *cries*

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for "aural" stimulation of memories - the is an awesome soundtrack IMO - for me and many others - the sounds are intense and delicate


I always associate music and memory together......makes it so easy to benchmark specific moments.


awesome!

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