What is your best or worst childhood memory?

Question

Childhood is the most important part of our life, it is magical ,if ruined in any way ,it can destroy the Spirit, make us into something we were not meant to be, I althought poor had a rich childhood ! I thank my mom ,dad ,and my favorite ,grandma, all gone to heaven but always in my heart! Tell me yours. hugs.

Answer 1

i have always felt that my childhood was so.... interesting i know exactly what it's like living in a war zone. a best memory is easy. there aren't many good ones to chose from. and i'm alone in all of them, or at least, not with my family. i was in first grade and one day i got tired of being bullied and i sent the bully flying across the classroom floor, right into the opposite wall. picking a worst memory... gee, that's a tough one. my mother used suicide threats as a way to manipulate me all my life. my father never felt that an emotional bond between us was needed. neither one ever said "i love you" to me, or gave me a hug, or even said "good job". ever. but i guess the worst memory is of a day when i was about 5 or 6. i wouldn't eat my tuna that day - i didn't really like it, it seemed to me like it was too dry. my mother blew her top and took me outside, sat me against the house (a house with walls made of solid rock, granite, i believe) and literally banged my head against the wall every time i turned away from the tuna. she didn't stop until i had swallowed my pride and eaten every last piece. all the time this was going on, my father sat at the table, telling my mother quite loudly how brutal what she was doing to me was. he never got off his seat. he didn't do squat to protect me. that was probably the day i learned i had to protect myself.
funny, my brother had been born very recently, and my mother showed me this piece of board and said she was going to beat him with it if he cried too loud. she was testing me to see if i cared about this new person in my life. she found it a hoot when i just nodded and later got rid of the board when she wasn't looking. to this day she doesn't realize i had every reason to believe she would do as she said. to this day she is actually proud of beating me to a pulp over tuna. she'll tell people about it like it's a cute family anecdote....

Answer 2

My best childhood memory...actually quite a few of them. They all involve sitting around the dinner table with my family every night. We all sat in assigned seats, we prayed before we ate, my parents talked about their day, my siblings punched each other, kicked, threw food when mom and dad weren't looking...it was great! I didn't appreciate this back then but I do now. As we grew older, we still sat around the table and we TALKED. We exchanged ideas. We listened to each other's heartaches. Sometimes we had visitors at our table, people who needed a place to eat that my parents would invite. I learned so much from these experiences. I wish my kids could have that kind of experience the same as I did.

My worst childhood moment? When the neighbor man told me (in front of all the other kids) that I couldn't play on his family's swingset because I was too fat. I was by no means fat, I was bigger but not fat, not by a long-shot. There were about a dozen kids running around, climbing on, swinging on that swingset. Why he singled me out I will never know. He used to scream at his wife that she was fat--I'd never heard adults scream the way they did. It was embarrassing to listen to, hear her crying and him swearing...and I was only 9. It was his way of controlling people, I guess. I remember looking at him like I couldn't believe someone would actually say that. I walked home crying and hid in my backyard between the bushes until it was time to go in. Terrible memory. Years later, I told my mom this and how sad it made me. She told me the man who said that to me was a very bitter person. He was killed in a car accident when a large piece of construction equipment fell on his car. Hmmm...I wonder if he ever had a chance to reconsider saying such a horrible thing to a 9 year old girl?

Answer 3

One of my favorite memories when I was a kid is being in my Grandma's backyard. She had this beautiful old weeping willow tree and hanging of off a branch was an old tire swing. Except this swing you actually sat in the groove inside the tire. She would push me up into the branches and I was so little that all I remember is the wind and sunshine on my face and the whisper of the branches as I went swinging through them. Of course this is only 1 favorite, as I am very fortunate to have many.

Answer 4

i had a horrible childhood. my mom died when i was three and then i was physically abused until six and then basically neglected and emotionally abused from then on out.i honestly cannot think of one good memory. but now i have a son and am making sure he has a wonderful childhood. all those terrible things happened for a reason, so that i would know how to be a great mom. he will definitely have lots of good memories.

Answer 5

My favorite memory of my childhood is when I lived in Ecuador. I loved being surrounded by all my cousins and family. It was magical. We lived in this big house Spanish style home. Rooms all around this house (one floor) and in the middle of it was the patio with a great big tree. I love it. I felt safe and free there.

Answer 6

Fishing with my father. We rented a boat at the lake. It was the kind you had to put a cork in. My dad forgot to get the cork and put it in. We got halfway across before he remembered the cork. We had to swim back. He died 2 years ago and I miss him .Hugs 2 u 2:)

Answer 7

My worse was family getting together for holidays and getting drunk knocking the tree down etc... always very funny never fighting but I hated it. to this day I don't get drunk and my kids now grown have never seen that from me. I treasure all our functions and never allow drinking at my home. The can bring wine or wine coolers and even beer but if they start getting drunk I simply ask them to leave!!!

Answer 8

My best time i was 3 years old, i remember those days, i was very happy with all my family.
The sad part is when my mom left my home, we were all alone, my father was with us but we needed our mom.
Another sad part was when my girlfriend leave me, i was 13 and i was very lonely.

Answer 9

Worst: It was a war when I was a kid and feeling that you might die or lose your family any sec ....

Best: when my mom came home from hospital with my new little baby sister

Answer 10

angie here
I'd like to say that my best childhood memory was in1985 when I was at my grandparents house and i accept jesus christ as my lord and savior