What's your first memory in life?

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    Aug 21, 2012 8:38 PM GMT
    My first memory in life:
    I was 3 years old, and I put a plastic comb on an electric heater. It started melting and burst into flames. My parents scrambled to put out the fire. Everything turned out well.
    After that is a blank spot until I'm 4 years old.
  • HottJoe

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    Aug 21, 2012 8:40 PM GMT
    I was in a car seat and I looked up at the sun and realized it hurt my eyes.
  • booboolv

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    Aug 21, 2012 8:55 PM GMT
    I've been told by more than one psychologist it is impossible, but I have a vivid memory of my brother's 1st birthday. Here's the issue that makes it "impossible:" My mother was 6 months pregnant with me. The imagery goes like this. I am at one end of an oblong table, my brother (who is a baby) is at the other end. A cake is placed in front of him with one candle on it (this was 1961, who knew you shouldn't expose infants to open flame?). He reaches out with both hands and rips into the cake and all the adults in the room shriek the way they do when babies do that sort of thing. The imagery is in black and white. I guess the colors didn't transfer well through the uterine walls? LOL

    As I said, I realize this should be impossible, but it is one of my most vivid memories. I could describe the kitchen in the house my family lived in at the time, and how it was different from when I first voiced this memory to my mother when I was about 10. We didn't even live there by then.

    Other than that, my first memory is of a terrible nightmare I had at about 5 or 6 years old.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:01 PM GMT
    At 10 months. The photographer had come to our house and set up his floodlights and other equipment. I was being posed both sitting on and standing against a piano bench.

    I could walk a little, and I toddled over to a floodlight that fascinated me, and touched the bulb. Though not lit it was still hot, and burned my finger.

    At about the same time I remember being in the front yard and learning to walk. I got this notion that if I held a blade of grass between my fingers I could walk, but if I dropped it I would fall down. My parents confirmed both these recollections of mine years later.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:01 PM GMT
    I was 3 years old also. My Mom locked me out of the house as a joke and our black lab was jumping up and all over me. It seems like the stressful things in life are the most memorable.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:02 PM GMT
    this thread is like a bad exercise in getting over writer's block.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:06 PM GMT
    PieceOfMe saidthis thread is like a bad exercise in getting over writer's block.

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    Aug 21, 2012 9:07 PM GMT
    My first concrete memory: being dumped at the hospital to have my tonsils out, just under 2.5 years old.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:08 PM GMT
    Lost my toy killer whale when i was 2...flipped out!
    My parents panicked because i was always a quiet kid..

    They had to travel 9 miles away to replace it just to shut me up...
    Got my whale and immediately stopped crying..

    They stock piled 3 of them just in case...
    They say..the best investment they ever made..
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:09 PM GMT
    PieceOfMe saidthis thread is like a bad exercise in getting over writer's block.


    No one would pay for it though, LOL
  • InsatiableBlo...

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    Aug 21, 2012 9:11 PM GMT
    I was about 3 or 4 and there was a little white fluffy dog outside and I let him inside our house where he peed everywhere.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:12 PM GMT
    I was 3 years old, living in Cali, Colombia and i tripped going up a flight of stairs with yellowish shag carpet.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:17 PM GMT
    I was probably 3 and decided go exploring between the house and the lilacs on the side of the house. I remember going into a panic when I ran into some spider webs.
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    Aug 21, 2012 9:31 PM GMT
    The first memory I can think of was when I broke a glass bottle of shampoo upstairs in my bathroom at the age of about three. I broke it in the sink and didn't get cut, but I tried to wash all the green shampoo down the drain, resulting in making a ton of suds. I'm not sure if I got into any trouble over this. I'm glad shampoo bottles went to plastic though, especially when I think about how many of them I've dropped in the shower over the years.
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  • O5vx

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    Aug 21, 2012 9:38 PM GMT
    I remember seating at the play ground at a park and the kids at the park were staring at me.
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    Aug 21, 2012 10:05 PM GMT
    I think I was about 3 or 4. I managed to climb up on the kitchen counter, open the cabinet and saw a container of pills which was open. I took a handful and ate most of them. My Mom rushed me to the hospital and had my stomach pumped out.
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    Aug 21, 2012 10:05 PM GMT
    I was about 2-3 years old as well - remember catching ants with an orange Tic-tac box off a coconut tree in the backyard (lived in tropical north queensland) even though I wasn't allowed in case of selling coconuts - perhaps that's what happened to make me so crazy lol!
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    Aug 21, 2012 10:08 PM GMT
    Taking a bath with my mom when I was 3...
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    Aug 21, 2012 11:07 PM GMT
    Getting a bag of multicolored wooden building blocks for Christmas--I had to be about a year old...I remember the bag they came in was kind of made of a yellow stiff mesh. And the red blocks were arches and the yellow ones were a triangle.
  • onefortified

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    Aug 21, 2012 11:11 PM GMT
    Got burned on the leg with an iron accidentally when I was 4 or 5.
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    Aug 21, 2012 11:36 PM GMT
    It's hard to know which of those early memories was the earliest. Among them was sitting on my great-grandad's lap getting tickled until I couldn't breathe and either passed out or threw up.
    He had a weird sense of humor.
  • Lincsbear

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    Aug 21, 2012 11:48 PM GMT
    This must have been when I was about three.
    Walking into the living room on a sunny summer`s morning and seeing several adults(including my father) there, but not my mother.
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    Aug 21, 2012 11:52 PM GMT
    Moving day, I was about 2 1/2 maybe younger. My dad would not let me take my toy lawn mower with me. He grabbed it from me and throws it behind the stove of old apartment where I could not reach it. He was always a prick but I cried uncontrollably when he died.


    Oh, yeah there was also the time when my dad accidently dropped a nail through my skull at new apartment. My fault, I toddler underneath him while he was trying to nail a nail into wall to hang a picture. In the emergency room I was crying hysterically and the staff strapped me down to this table that looked like and ironing board. I was totally immobilized. Still got a bump on my head from experience.

    Fun times!!!
  • Webster666

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    Aug 22, 2012 1:00 AM GMT
    My mother was sitting there, crying, and my father was yelling at her (in an angry, scolding way, not in a violent way).

    Putting 2 + 2 together, now, I think she must have told him that she was pregnant with her 5th child, and my father knew that it wasn't his.

    I would have been right around 4 years old, maybe 3.


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    Aug 22, 2012 1:02 AM GMT
    My earliest memory to ever surface before I was 7 years old, was that of me toddling on my parents bedroom floor look at a mirror, but not into it... then crawling away... so random.