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What's your earliest memory?

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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,784 ✭✭✭Superbus


    Appropriately, not going to mass. I was about 3, and I remember sitting on the couch with my dad watching F1 while my mum went off to mass.

    This situation has occurred so often since that I half-doubt whether the memory is totally accurate.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 3,745 ✭✭✭laugh


    When i was 3/4 I locked myself in the bathroom and super glued my hands together. My pregnant mother had to get in the window to get me out.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 5,406 ✭✭✭Pompey Magnus


    My earliest was sitting in my pram while my cousin brought me out for a walk, he left the pram on top of a small hump backed bridge and let it roll down, I think I enjoyed it.


  • Moderators, Science, Health & Environment Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Society & Culture Moderators Posts: 60,119 Mod ✭✭✭✭Tar.Aldarion


    1 or 2 asking dad to come play with me on the beach, he was looking for golf ball in the grass.


  • Posts: 24,867 ✭✭✭✭ [Deleted User]


    Being at mass, green kneeler things.


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 25 Isle


    When I was 4 I can remember pushing my baby sister's pram down a bunch of steps. I honestly wasn't trying to hurt her or anything. I swear I wasn't! I was trying to help my mam but I didn't realise how heavy the pram was so the handle slipped out of my hands. Luckily my sister wasn't hurt.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,312 ✭✭✭AskMyChocolate


    I remember my parents locking the door to the "Dining Room" on Christmas Eve. It was the only room with a lock so Santy always used it in case he'd be caught coming down the chimney. Basically, by the time they got us to sleep they just wanted two hours themselves. We would wake up (be woken up) at four in the morning bleary eyed by the nudges and urgent whispers of my oldest sister/brother "Santy's been". We had socks filled with chocolate Santas and other ****e from Hector Grey's.There was a hatch in the kitchen which led to the dining room where the main presents were. My brother shoved me through it and there was a train set for me, swingball for him, and a Fisher Price "Television" for my youngest brother. I turned the knob on the Fisher-Price Telly and it started playing "Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream". We couldn't shut the fcuking thing up. Scared ****less it would wake our parents. We covered it with every cushion in the room and you could still hear it. That nursery rhyme still chills me to this day.

    Fond memories.:)


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 10,833 ✭✭✭✭Armin_Tamzarian


    Some nice stories in here.
    Mine's from when I was 3 in pre-school/
    I'd been bold and the woman that ran it pulled me aside at the end of the day and handed me a note saying it was for my Mother.
    I remeber thinking it was a not about me being bold so half way home I shoved it down a storm drain.
    It was only afterwards I realised that the green and white bit of paper was a £1 note.
    Obviously just change for my Mother.

    I find the memory "mad" for two reasons.
    1. I can remember things from a time when I couldn't read.
    2. It was normal back then for a 3 year old to walk home through the estate on their own (better times).


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 17,689 ✭✭✭✭OutlawPete


    Terry wrote: »
    Buying an ice cream from the ice cream man when I was about 3 or 4.

    I can remember that, but can't remember what I did last week. Don't do drugs, kids.

    That's one way of looking at.

    Another would be, don't do Ice Cream :p


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,312 ✭✭✭AskMyChocolate


    Sharkey 10 wrote: »
    Mine is , and im sure of it , is in my pram staring out and seeing mother and her on of her friends staring in at me. When i tell people about this they say theres no way that you can remember that young. What do you lads think?

    Shur I remember it well. You were a little dote.


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,931 ✭✭✭Prof.Badass


    Think i was 2, although i could have been 3.
    My family were in some basement of some department store. There was this really ****ty old lift (which was probably the height of luxury for a dublin shop at that time :p).
    Me and my older sister were playing this game where we'd jump in and out of the lift as the doors would open and close or something. Anyway, one time i didn't make it out of the lift and the door closed with me inside. I'm pretty sure i was terrified but for some reason it opened up on the ground floor and I ran down the steps to my mam (I'm guessing the steps were pretty close to if not beside the lift). Anyway aparently my dad/siblings had gone up the lift to look for me. My sister probably got in serious **** :D.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 17,745 ✭✭✭✭kylith


    I don't know what my earliest memory is, there's a couple of contenders from when I was about 3:
    Watching my mother cook a big pot of porridge for breakfast
    or
    Following my brother to the front door on Hallowe'en and seeing a skeleton and vampire standing there. I immediately started screaming and went into shock, apparently I was catatonic for hours and my mother thought I was going to die. I had a terrible fear of masks, or anyone I thought was wearing a mask such as Asians (hey, I was 3), or anyone with beards, including Santa. That's actually my next memory; my brother getting my present from Santa in Shaws because I was too hysterical to go in.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 2,836 ✭✭✭TanG411


    I would have been about 3 or 4, and I was playing International Superstar Soccer on the Super Nintendo. Scoring own goals all the time thinking I was scoring myself. :D


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 25,775 ✭✭✭✭kfallon


    Shiiting me nappy!

    Christ that Cow n' Gate stuff goes right through ya :p


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 18,159 ✭✭✭✭phasers


    When I was 4 my family were on holiday in Wales and my brother lost a tooth. He put it under his pillow and the tooth fairy left this weird coin (an English pound I think) and none of us could figure out what it was or what we were meant to do with it.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 25,243 ✭✭✭✭Jesus Wept


    I have my doubts that what people perceive as their earliest memory is actually ever their earliest memory.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 24,608 ✭✭✭✭arybvtcw0eolkf


    At three months old a kettle of boiling tea was knocked over me. I'd extensive burn's on my chest, shoulder and neck.. Thankfully it missed my face, however I've still got bad scaring on my chest (bubbled skin).

    I don't remember the incident itself, but I can remember the hospital and my parents visiting me. I can also remember my arm's in something like splits and tied to the cot to prevent me touching the injured area's.

    That was 44 yrs ago.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 6,366 ✭✭✭bonzodog2


    The earliest one for me is being able to see over the top of the kitchen table. I was probably about 2-ish, but for years I'd thought I'd been older than that at the time.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2, Paid Member Posts: 16,339 ✭✭✭✭Pherekydes


    Being brought to watch JFK's motorcade in '63. I was 3 years, 2 months and 8 days old.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 359 ✭✭Tallaght Saint


    Being about 7 wearing a white vest singing Queen into empty beer bottles :o


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 96 ✭✭anthonymax


    Eating strawberries at the posh neighbour's house when I was two. Strawberries were posh in 1978.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 16,647 ✭✭✭✭Fago!


    I remember my christening. I was 3. Bastard priest dipping my head in water!


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,326 ✭✭✭Scuid Mhór


    two and a half years old, getting lost in my own house.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 81 ✭✭spudd


    listening to my dad's tapes in the car, driving through the french countryside really early one moring....first song i ever remember hearing was water of love by dire straits


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 27,252 ✭✭✭✭stovelid


    Trying to fish out a sweet that I had dropped into the drain outside my house. Think I was about 2-3.

    I was a tight bastard even then.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 26,073 ✭✭✭✭Terry


    Sharkey 10 wrote: »
    Mine is , and im sure of it , is in my pram staring out and seeing mother and her on of her friends staring in at me. When i tell people about this they say theres no way that you can remember that young. What do you lads think?
    I believe you.
    My pram had a mini abacus on it and I remember trying to count the beads.
    OutlawPete wrote: »
    That's one way of looking at.

    Another would be, don't do Ice Cream :p
    Or don't do too much Ice Cream. :)

    Pherekydes wrote: »
    Being brought to watch JFK's motorcade in '63. I was 3 years, 2 months and 8 days old.
    That's complete crap. There's no way you can remember that. I wasn't even born then.


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 7,056 ✭✭✭darced


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  • Posts: 449 ✭✭ [Deleted User]


    First day at primary school is as far back as my memory goes...all I remember was that there was a big red carboard phone box in the corner of the room, I was mystified as to why there was a phone box inside :P

    And then when I was about 6 or 7 I mind doing the old classic trick of hidding on my mum inside one of those circular rails of clothes in a big department store, then I got a proper smack when they found me half an hour later!

    Apart from that I really can't remember much from when I was a kid before the age of about 10 or so...


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,082 ✭✭✭ollie1


    My earliest memory is when I was about 1 when I fell out of my pram and knocked out my two front teeth.
    Its really strange I can remember the colour of the pram and actually falling out of it.
    Its weird the way most of the earliest memories had to do with pain :pac:


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 254 ✭✭ttoppcat


    Dad bringing me and mam Readybrek in bed on a really cold morning. We left that house when i was 3 so it was sometime before then the memory comes from.
    Also from that house I remember the sound of wood pigeons cooing outside in the morn while i lay in my bed, always brings me a nice feeling when i hear them now.


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