I had a fever at age 3, climbed the full length curtain in the living room & had to be peeled off the wall. I've been delirious every since.
2007-08-30 11:21:38
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answered by Dianne m 5
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Earliest memory is being pushed in a pram to bring lunch to my dad who was working as a poll clerk at an election. I was two years old. Next solid memory is my first day at school, aged four and a half. No descernible impact - happy childhood, this was just ordinary life as it was for me.
2007-08-30 18:28:20
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answered by bluebell 7
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I remember learning how to walk, not sure about the age part, but I do remember leaving the kitchen and bumping the couch in the living room. My father was without a shirt and in dress pants. When I hit the couch there was hot coffee on the arm and it split on to my fathers lap. The next thing happened so fast, he jumped up and ripped his pants off, his legs were red and slightly blistered.
Then second memory was when I was 5 and getting out of bed, asking my mom, "Who is Abe Lincoln?"
Honestly, I don't mind coffee. I still really don't know much about President Lincoln. I hope that helps you out.
2007-08-30 18:30:08
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answered by krys_tal_light 3
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Climbing up my chest of drawers when I was about 3-4 years old. I got half way up an the whole thing came forward with me still hanging on. Luckily, the bed stopped me from being crushed, but I was trapped there for a hot minute, terrified!!!! I will climb ladders, but I hate it. Even a small footstool ladder freaks me out sometimes.
2007-08-30 18:29:49
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answered by nil8_360 6
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Well I have a pretty bad memory of when I was about 3 years old or so..
My mother and I were picking wild raspberries at the cottage and she walked into a hornets nest...
All I remember is her dropping her pail.. grabbing me and running with hundreds of them stuck to her legs... It scared me silly...
Then about 7 years or so after that.. I leaned into a nest and was bitten badly and had to be taken to the hospital.. (now these memories suck) but if I see a wasp or hornet to this day.. I go crazy!!!
A good memory is going to the exhibition and getting on all the rides with dad while mom, grampa and grandma watched.. they spoiled me silly... :)
2007-08-30 18:25:24
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answered by Rebel 5
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My oldest memory...would be playing patty cake in Ohio with my older cousin. We were sitting on a bench, waiting for our seat in a restaurant. It was a brick building, and I remember sitting on her lap and she's saying "Patty cake Patty cake, Baker's man, bake me a cake as fast as you can!" and doing the motions with my hands for me. I was 18 months old. (I know you may think I can't remember back that far, but I know I can. My second oldest memory is the flight back home.) Has it had any impact on me? No. But because I have such a good memory, I can remember now how I acted and thought as a child and it has enabled me to study and understand myself better. I'm 17, going on 18 years old, so its nice to be able to do that. So while my oldest memory doesn't do it for me, plenty of things I do remember do.
2007-08-30 18:28:39
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answered by fslcaptain737 4
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B-17s growling over the mountains on their way obliterating the smelters, the coal mines, and the people in my town in Austria.
How can it not?
A person just doesn't know heshe would have grown up without that primal experience.
2007-08-30 18:59:53
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answered by Anonymous
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This flash back actually happened during a therapy session. I was very depressed and trying to talk it through. I suddenly was very little--sitting on the floor and nobody was there and it was kind of dark all around me. I sobbed and sobbed. Later in getting some background from my mother, she told me how my Dad had a job during the night and he had to sleep in the daytime. She tried to keep me quiet--tried tying me to a stake in the yard, but I just howled, sitting by the stake. She tried shutting me in the bathroom and not letting me out until I stopped yelling and crying..... In my 30's, I became very afraid of closed spaces and actually became so panicky sp? that I couldn't breate--until the door was open. I worked it out in therapy. Doesn't bother me now.
2007-08-30 18:28:06
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answered by Martell 7
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I remember ( I was 6 months old) being around all these cars in a carseat in a yellow car. I was @ a car dealership. THan someone got me out of the car and I saw a blue car (the one my parents got). No...it hasn't affected me (that memory) really at all.
2007-08-30 18:35:27
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answered by bRiLa 4
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i think my oldest memory was my first time alone on the toilet (haha)! i was very young. i remember my dad made me pigtails and then my mom took a picture of me on the potty >.<
yes it made an impact on my life! i have to live my life with that photo popping out every now and then!
2007-08-30 18:27:08
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answered by Arcadia 3
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