Your first memory in life...?

Question

What is the first memory you can recall about being here...Why do you think that memory stands out?

Keri...I have a sister named Geri...Very interesting...your story....Even though That was heck...I hope everything turned out okay...Have you been on a Ferris Wheel since?

Answer 1

I know most people would have a really good memory... But there is a reason that this is the last thing I can remember. I think I was about 5-6 years old, I was at Old Orchard Beach in Maine, with my family for our annual summer trip there, and me and my cousin were on the ferris wheel, well don't ask me just quite how this happened, but I guess I was leaning over as the operator was lifting the bar up and over our heads, well as I was leaning over and waving to my dad with a huge smile on my face, I leaned a little too far. We were still about 2 feet up in the air, and just like that, I got tipped out of the ferris wheel seat. I was a little banged up to begin with, but to add onto that, I had split my head not only on one of the wires, but also on a few pieces of metal beside the wire. All I can really remember after that was my older sister Michelle, was coming towards me with Fried Dough she had bought for me, and she just looked at me in total awe, (while me not know what the hell was going on) , and just dropped her food and ran towards me. My dad was the first one who actually helped me up, while the operator just sat there in shock! After that I don't really remember much. But when I ask my dad now, he told me when he went to go help me up, he put his arm under my legs then placed his hand on my head to steady me, then looked at his hand and at the same time, the both of us saw blood, and I mean not just a little blood, then i passed out. The next thing I remember was being in the ER and the doctor telling me to count backwards from 100... my dad said I barely even got to ninety-nine, and I was out. Well to end my mumbling on and on about this, I had 12 stitches put in my head, and the rest of my vacation I spent in the room, with my dad, while everyone else (my mother, 2 sisters, aunts, uncles, and cousins) went lounging on the beach.

No, to this day I refuse to go on a ferris wheel.

Answer 2

all of my memory in life is lonely... i don't really have a childhood. my parents were always busy, and when i was fourteen they sent me from china to belize and i stay here alone for already six years and change. i have a bitter life, and even thogh sometimes i try to make my life a little better, but the memory of loneliness will always stay in my mind. and when you are alone, people take chance of you just because you are alone here by yourself...

Answer 3

Pretending to drive my Dad's landrover. Must have been about two. I think it stood out because I was having so much fun with my Dad.

Answer 4

BEING ABOUT 3 YRS OLD AND PAINTING MY CRIB W/ MUMS NAIL POLISH AND SO PROUD OF HOW PRETTY IT LOOKED AND MY MUM NOT KNOWING WHETHER TO LAUGH, CRY,SPANK OR SCOLD ME! I STILL THINK I WAS A BUDDING PICASSO.

Answer 5

When I was in the hospital.
It was tragic I suppose..
I was 3ish.