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Child memories (pg. 2)
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| Rainborn |
Take Your Air by Nu Nrg always makes me go back to the good ol' days.
And yes, we also played alot in the snow, sledding, snow forts, igloos, battling eachother with snowballs!
We always battled in a place, where there's one lower part and one higher part, and there's a slope which let's you escape on a sled, if you have sneaked up to the other team (who's on the top) through the network of tunneling and spruce on both sides of the slope.
So much fun, so many friends, so good.
Will never forget |
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| xstalkrx |
What's everyone's oldest memory?
I remember in pre-school there was a golf ball on the playground. Someone threw it and it rolled underneath the fence so that nobody on the playground could get it. When my mom picked me up after preschool was over for the day, I had her drive around to the other side of the fence so I could pick it up. LMAO...stupid...but its my oldest memory. |
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| Slylee |
my oldest memory is me taking a handful of sand from my preschool playground and eating it.:wtf:
hahah i was like 3. |
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| biznology |
| quote: | Originally posted by Floorfiller
i'm trying to think of what my happiest childhood memory is :conf:
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... |
i won one of those i think! was it the giant one that was actually reasonably ty as it was made out of foam? or was that an Elitches memory?
i had a disgustingly nice childhood. one memory that always strikes me was being in a summer camp at the CU planetarium. we all made cardboard rockets and spacehelmets made out of 5 gal ice cream buckets. i still dont especially like ice cream so much. but being six or so in that rocket inside a planetarium was unreal. better than your usual laser show experience| |
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| kr00t0n |
I have a thing about getting my hair played with.
I remember back in kindergarden, I was 4 I think, I had my first crush on a girl (don't remember her name tho)
I went to the sandpit and got one of my mates to throw sand in my hair (it was rather long back then, like Beatles bowl cut, still waiting on childhood pics from my mom) and then I'd ask her to get all the sand out.
Playah at such a young age :cool: |
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| superglo |
hmm...
kindergarten -
i was walking with another kid on top of a brick wall about 5 feet high. halfway i decided to jump off. i took the other kid with me. he split his head open and was knocked unconcious. he required 23 stitches. i told the teacher he fell off on his own. :nervous:
8yrs old -
i used to build dirt jumps on slopes with a cousin of mine who live's on a farm in southern england. then we would take turns riding down the hill at tops speed on his rickety old bicycle and hit the jumps. ate dirt many many times though. in later yrs we upgraded to an old dirt bike. good times.
another one. i remember mucking about in the woods one day and i needed to take a piss so i went to pee in some bushes. as i was halfway peeing my cousin pushed me into the bush (which happened to full of stinging nettles). i was not amused. :mad:
primary school -
i remember having a feud with this one kid. we would always get into fights and try and set each other up. he scribbled my name in like 20 of the schools library books and tried to put the blame on me for destroying school property (the dumbass spelt my name wrong). on the same day he brought some softcore porn to school and tried to plant it in my bag but got caught red handed. needless to say his parents were called and they were pissed. the next day he didnt come to school and our teacher told us that he had tried to commit suicide the night before by downing 45 aspirins. that afternoon i went to visit him in the hospital and i laughed in his face. i remember telling him, "you'r such a loser, you cant even kill yourself properly."
that feud continued untill i finished highschool. |
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| Slylee |
| quote: | Originally posted by kr00t0n
I have a thing about getting my hair played with.
I remember back in kindergarden, I was 4 I think, I had my first crush on a girl (don't remember her name tho)
I went to the sandpit and got one of my mates to throw sand in my hair (it was rather long back then, like Beatles bowl cut, still waiting on childhood pics from my mom) and then I'd ask her to get all the sand out.
Playah at such a young age :cool: |
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| pooley |
Oldest?
We went to the beach with the whole family (us 5 and my aunt+her familty) in Spain (Lloret de Mar, beach Boadella)
I was 3-4years old, played some at the water and decided to climb the rocks. I fell on em, cried very loudly, my dad rushed to me, took me and alot of people came around me to see what happened.
My dad took me to the bar (3 fridges and a counter, very primitive cause it was a distant, kinda hidden beach) and got 2 big bags of ice.
I had a badass bump on my head but continued playing :-)
Aaaah good times :) |
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| Aiwendil |
Let's see here. The only memory that stands out is when we lived in this little town, pop 500 or something, and we lived on the outskirts down a dirt road and beside two other houses. There was a field across the dirt road with a lot of sticks. The neighbor kid would take me(and maybe others, can't remember) over to the field, have us build pretend beds out of sticks, and teach us how to have sex missionary style by humping the air where the girl should be in the bed. Hmm. I can't decide if it was demented or harmless. Probably harmless. My mom's friend's teenage daughter showing me her underwear while she wore it probably did more damage, and there's another memory. Then again...there was the fact that I spent every night, even the 90 degree-night summers under my wool blanket, heart pounding, sweating profusely, and completely terrified of things like aliens, ghosts, and other monsters. Oh, and also of my dad beating my mom...that's a good one. Or the time my brother killed a cat by smashing its head against the pavement multiple times. Or the other time he killed ten puppies by drowning them in the neighbors pool. Hmm...
No actually those aren't good ones. I remember making dirt clods and throwing them, and swimming in pools of mud in the dirt driveway. That's decent memory I guess. |
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| trance4life627 |
birthdays were the worst days, now we sip champagne when we thirstay, uh, damn right I like the life I live, cause I went from negative to positive
and it's all good |
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| Purple |
I dont have any nice childhood memories.
I was sent to a Boarding school, where I was sexually abused because of my feminine looks. I was a nice sweet looking boy and my seniors loved to sleep with me.
Thats all what I remember and I want to forget it but never will. |
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| trance4life627 |
| that explains alot |
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