mine was playing dressup with my mums wardrobe as a really little girl - perhaps that's why I'm so into fashion these days
2006-09-01 01:15:28 · 32 answers · asked by Moo 1 in Social Science ➔ Other - Social Science
punchin my brother cause he took my lego
2006-09-01 01:17:03 · answer #1 · answered by Tristan 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My very first memory is of me being potty trained. Yes I remember that. I remember lots of stuff from the age of 2 and on actually. I do have a vauge memory of an incident that happened while I was in the crib but the details are fuzzy so I normally don't bring that up.
2006-09-01 01:17:59 · answer #2 · answered by MOVING 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Mine was being punished for something (I don't remember what) in kindergarten.
The kindergarten room was a little gingerbread house in the church basement. I had to spend an hour outside, in the corner, and it was dark, with a stage, and seats (they used
the church basement as an auditorium)
This was all rather scary. I've been a loner ever since.
Wherever I am, I feel alone.
2006-09-01 01:20:26 · answer #3 · answered by DinDjinn 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Mine is from when I was 3/4 years old and my little brother was getting into mischief so I tried to pick him up and take him to mum, but the little bugger bit me on the arm!!!
But justice was met as my mum bit him back to show that its not a nice thing to do! Now if only she'd done that every time he hit me........
2006-09-01 01:24:00 · answer #4 · answered by sammi 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Apart from flashes my real memory was moving from Folkestone to London in 1962. I was four years old and I remember running through the house to the huge back garden and finding an old teddy bear in the shed. I still have it! My life really began from that day onwards.
2006-09-01 01:19:01 · answer #5 · answered by London Girl 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My earliest memory is of me crapping my pants during a meal while on holiday the smell was so bad my dad picked me up said "hells bells" and rushed me to a bath room to clean me up and change me.
My next one was a little while later when I was in hospital with Scarlet Fever and I crapped in the cot, the nurse spanked my bare **** as she took me to be cleaned up.....never cried so much in my life....but never crapped in bed or my pants again.
I think I was about 3 years old.
2006-09-01 01:58:41 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Return of the Jedi: asking my dad to read out Jabba's subtitles because it was before i could read anything. I get some Kudos at a trekky convention for that wouldn't I?? the truth is i don't know because i've never been and'll never go to one, am i still typing?
2006-09-01 01:47:45 · answer #7 · answered by Matt d 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Being caught between a fence and a hill steep and snow covered hill unable to escape But I new I had a big sister I scremed it seemed a long time before she helped me.Age about 2and half3
Take care!
2006-09-01 01:25:32 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Being taken to a party two doors away when my parents came home from the pub, i was only about 3 and i had a hugh hole in the bum of my pyjamas, i cried and fought not to go, no wonder i ger easily embarrased.
2006-09-01 01:18:13 · answer #9 · answered by pat.rob00 Chef U.K. 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Playing on the park swings with Gran, and doing that 'pop goes the weasel' thing.
I remember my toy that day too. One of those pull the string whirlybird things that fly off and up into the air.
2006-09-01 01:24:58 · answer #10 · answered by Simon D 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I think my first memory is either being in my mom's lap while my dad was driving and we crashed into a telephone pole, OR riding on my tricycle, I fell over but wasn't hurt, and my dad came running for me so I started crying.
2006-09-01 01:18:09 · answer #11 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋