Memories...
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out_thereEarliest memory...?
Being bundled into the car, Mum being a little stressy but not showing it, even though I only had a stubbed toe. I also remember sitting on a bed/bench at the hospital and being amused by the fuss, but these are vague memories at best.
This is actually the story of my big accident as a little kid. I would have been about 2 or 3, and at the time Mum and I lived with friends of hers in a two story place. She was out the front, gardening/lawn-mowing, and I was inside on the second storey, waving to her, and the entire window screen gave way and I fell. I fell two storeys, Mum just missed catching me, but I missed the concrete by less than a foot, and only stubbed my big toe. No broken bones or anything. I remember the emotions of being amused by the entire thing more than anything else.
I remember bursting a blister as I sat down in the car one day, I think I was about 3 or 4. Very odd memory to have so clearly.
I remember being very short in kindy/prep. I was a year younger than everyone else (4 yrs old - after kindy I did transition for a year and cuaght up on my age group) and I remember the bubblers being too tall for me to use comfortably. I also remember the girls sitting around one tree and the boys around another, and the knowledge that the boys' tree had "spitfires" (weird tree-hugging creepy-crawlies that look like thick black caterpillers). In retrospect, I doubt that was actually true.
Kindy/Prep onwards I remember a good deal of things through a combination of schools and TV shows. I can also remember the recurring nightmare I used to have as kid, which was just an insecurity of losing mum, really.
I can remember waking up in the middle of the night when my brother and shared a room (I must have been about 6) and being absolutely convinced that I saw a fiary dancing on a pile of clean clothes. It would have been around this time (6 or 7) that I was allowed to sleep with the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve and I was sure that I woke up in the middle of the night and saw elves faces in the tree. (Admittedly, these are the only two occasions that I was ever sure that I saw anything supernatural, and in hindsight, I think they were really vivid dreams... Why I can't dream like that about Lex, I'll never know.)
Wow. Trying to recall this stuff really makes you think.
Being bundled into the car, Mum being a little stressy but not showing it, even though I only had a stubbed toe. I also remember sitting on a bed/bench at the hospital and being amused by the fuss, but these are vague memories at best.
This is actually the story of my big accident as a little kid. I would have been about 2 or 3, and at the time Mum and I lived with friends of hers in a two story place. She was out the front, gardening/lawn-mowing, and I was inside on the second storey, waving to her, and the entire window screen gave way and I fell. I fell two storeys, Mum just missed catching me, but I missed the concrete by less than a foot, and only stubbed my big toe. No broken bones or anything. I remember the emotions of being amused by the entire thing more than anything else.
I remember bursting a blister as I sat down in the car one day, I think I was about 3 or 4. Very odd memory to have so clearly.
I remember being very short in kindy/prep. I was a year younger than everyone else (4 yrs old - after kindy I did transition for a year and cuaght up on my age group) and I remember the bubblers being too tall for me to use comfortably. I also remember the girls sitting around one tree and the boys around another, and the knowledge that the boys' tree had "spitfires" (weird tree-hugging creepy-crawlies that look like thick black caterpillers). In retrospect, I doubt that was actually true.
Kindy/Prep onwards I remember a good deal of things through a combination of schools and TV shows. I can also remember the recurring nightmare I used to have as kid, which was just an insecurity of losing mum, really.
I can remember waking up in the middle of the night when my brother and shared a room (I must have been about 6) and being absolutely convinced that I saw a fiary dancing on a pile of clean clothes. It would have been around this time (6 or 7) that I was allowed to sleep with the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve and I was sure that I woke up in the middle of the night and saw elves faces in the tree. (Admittedly, these are the only two occasions that I was ever sure that I saw anything supernatural, and in hindsight, I think they were really vivid dreams... Why I can't dream like that about Lex, I'll never know.)
Wow. Trying to recall this stuff really makes you think.
