I have many memories from my childhood, but I know exactly what you mean about the particularly mundane ones being the ones that come back time and time again.. and in vivid technicolor with 5.1 surround, no doubt.
We took a road-trip across the US to Colorado when I was six. I know we saw the melting pots... we saw Old Faithful erupt... we went to a carnival... but my most vivid memory by far from that particular trip is standing in my aunt's hallway waiting for my mom to draw my bath water. Go figure.
Other less-than-noteworthy memories that my mind insists on re-living from time to time includethat one time I was sitting on that particular corner of Grandma's patio watching ants cross the sidewalk, that time Aunt Carol put mayonnaise on my baloney sandwich, and a particular instance where my friend Sandra's mom told her to go wash her face. Good thing I never forgot that one, huh?
I often wonder why I can't recall a sensational rock concert or a stunning night of passion with that same level of intense clarity. Damn this inscrutable human brain of mine.
And then there's the school-type stuff... I'm still waiting for the day I'll need the quadratic equation I've had memorized since the seventh grade (negative b plus or minus radical b squared minus 4 ac over 2a), but if you ask for my driver's license number, I'll have to grab my wallet. And I'd be happy to recite the entire Gettysburg Address for you, but only if you don't mind hearing it in Spanish, 'cuz I only remember the first couple sentences in English =).
(Hace ochenta y siete años, nuestros padres dieren vida en este continente a una nueva nación....)
2007-08-17 10:18:10
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answered by sueflower 6
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This might be a long one but it is quite funny... I was once at the park with my mom and we were eating french fries at a picnic table. I picked up a fry, but as I did so I looked up and saw the glorious slide. So of course I start running towards it, arms flailing freely above my head, french fry still in hand. I could hear my mom yelling at me "KAYLA!!! DROP THE FRENCH FRY!" but I was just so excited about the slide I wasn't really listening to what she was saying. I got all the way to the top and went to push off, until a seagull swooped down and stole my fry and knocked me clear off the slide. I was probobly about three or four I would say. Hahaha.. One of my favourite memories.
2007-08-16 14:27:54
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answered by . 4
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When I was in 5th grade, my grandma enrolled me in summer Bible reading school. I applied myself to read all the listed books (young Christian fiction and non-fiction), and became the best reader in our group. No one could outpace me.
After reading so many books, you earned points which could be used for a prize. I reviewed the pamphlet of prizes and figured the kite with the big smiley face would be cool. Finally, after submitting my paperwork and waiting two weeks, my kite arrived. I took it out on a windy day to a small hill near my rundown apartment complex, and unfurled it into the breeze. Seconds later, a quick gust raised it into the air, promptly ripped it all to shreds, and unceremoniously dumped its tattered frame hard against the earth.
I've been agnostic ever since.
2007-08-16 19:06:48
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answered by Anonymous
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My baby sister crawling to eat the dog food, playing in the sun under the water sprinkler, thought I caught a fish when it was actually a sharks tail!
2007-08-16 14:26:10
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answered by Anonymous
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When I was about 4 or 5, I thought I found a dead body in some patch of woods near my house. I remember telling my parents about it and they said it probably was just a dead animal, but in my memory, the animal was wearing a bandanna.
2007-08-16 14:25:15
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answered by Mickey Mouse Spears 7
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I remember that a kiss made all the pain go away.
well I was in a park with a couple of friends and stupid me decided to go on one of the baby swings. I crawled in one, and swinged happily. We decided it was time to go, so when I tried to get off the swing, I wouldn't budge. I flailed around helplessly trying to get off. I thought I was going to be surely stuck forever. My friends started cracking up, but I sure didn't. They went over to some elderly man with a dog to ask for help, but he just looked over, laughed, and walked away. I ended up taking off my shoes and pants.
2007-08-16 15:47:37
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answered by Anonymous
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When I was around 4 or 5, I found a patch of lime in the backyard. Not exacly a bright kid, I thought it was snow. Scooped it up, threw it in the air, got it in my eyes. Very unpleasant. *Lots* of tears and my first and, so far, only ambulance ride...
2007-08-16 16:03:52
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answered by splitlevelmind 5
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Being at Santa's Village and the reindeer chewing the dress off of my grandma, literally. Remembering the look on her face...now as an adult, knowing it was shock and embarrassement.... then, everyone running to the car. I was about 5.
It's damn funny now...
2007-08-16 14:43:45
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answered by Mustardseed 6
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This only happed once. When I was a baby I was in one of those things that bounces up and down and I was pooping in my pants while bouncing. And as I went down the poop got higher and higher each time. Finally my Mom looked at me and she found out that I was pooping. And she found out the poop got all the way up to my shoulder blades.
Your lucky I shared that story with you. Its an embarrising story. LOL.
2007-08-16 14:27:42
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answered by Tyler 3
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I fell from the back porch into the trash can below then the can rolled down the stairs into a basement. THe only thing that was broken was my nose!@
2007-08-16 14:25:45
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answered by â?¥Yummy 5
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