Whats your most vivid childhood memory?

Answer 1

Staying at my grandmas house and she had old fashioned beds, and having to use a stool to step up to get in and sleep. I think i must have been about 4. then coming down in the morning and making toast on a toasting fork infront of her Rayburn cooker.

Answer 2

i just read everyones memories and i thought not to put mine in here - feel like i will be almost disloyal by putting it down for others to read but then i have read other peoples painful memories and think mine can go here too. Its funny how our painful memories are more vivid than our good memories isnt it?anyway, here goes. I was about 5 and i was lying on the sofa after swimming, which i did every week, cos i always swallowed too much pool water and felt sick. I didnt know a father as he had left my mum before I was born (this was late 60's and still had stigma). mum and i lived with my grandparents. Anyway she sat beside me and told me she was moving to london and basically wanted me to tell her it was ok for her to go. I remember crying but only very quietly. Inside i was screaming out. I told her what she wanted to hear and spent the next 12 years telling her what she wanted to hear. Have prob spent the next 12 telling her what she doesnt want hear!! I love her very much, but that was a defining moment in my life and can still make me cry if the memory catches me out. There it is said now. I

Answer 3

Staying up late on a week or so before Christmas, helping my mother decorate the house and drinking (non-alcoholic) egg nog. I was probably about 5. I remember looking at the clock, seeing that it was 10:30 but I didn't say anything to my mother, hoping she'd forget it was way past my bedtime. I was really surprised she let me stay up that late. She was ironing christmas ribbons and I was taking all the decorations out of the boxes and putting them up wherever I wanted... knicknacks.. snow globes, santas, fiber optic displays, angel hair, etc... it was such a fun night! And it's still really vivid to me, nearly 25 years later.

Answer 4

Mine is waking up one night when I was about 2 and the room being filled with spirit people. I also remember the worlds bigest sandwich being carried down the street where I lived... That must have been about a year later. Strange what we remember eh??

Answer 5

When my father asked my sister and myself who we would like to live with as they were parting and would not be living together any more, all on a nice sunny afternoon in the garden where we had been playing, my sister was about 5 and myself about 7 ... Yup remember that one well ...

Answer 6

Going to my parents bedroom aged 4 and asking my father who was looking very distressed where my mother was, the day after she left the family home for good. She had put my little sister aged 2 and I to bed and kissed us goodnight while my father was away at football training and he returned that night to the house to find she was gone and us in our beds. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Answer 7

Being 5 years or so old and getting my left index finger cut off with a garden tractor.

Answer 8

Remembering a fear of moving house. When I was three we moved and I was aware that I would be distressed as I'd moved before when I was 9 months old.

Answer 9

going on an aeroplane for the first time and looking down at all the cotton wool clouds. I think I was 3.

Answer 10

haha well when i was nine my brother dared me to kick him in the goonies whilst having my rolling skates on so i did and beacuse we were at the top pf the stairs i kicked him and went for a rollerblade trip to the bottom of the stairs and landing in the old shoe box