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Not an answer to your question, perhaps a bit tangential though, what's the oldest thing that you remember? > Oldest thing that I remember was perhaps my paren
by ilt 2y ago
Not an answer to your question, perhaps a bit tangential though, what's the oldest thing that you remember?
> Oldest thing that I remember was perhaps my parents dropping me off to pre-school before leaving for work and me crying - circa 1985.
- lagniappe 2y agoNobody believes me but I remember my first independent footsteps; I wanted to investigate the water stain on the concrete I'd just seen my dad make earlier, as it was gone now in the heat.
- ilt 2y agohaha this is surreal - like the ghosts we used to see form on the walls when the paint chipped off of it - but this is so so early too and specific to remember
- thorin 2y agoI have memories of coming back from nursery to watch a particular children's programme and my mum minding another child regularly. I also remember visiting Spain/Barcelona around that time (aged 3) My first computer memories, were playing attic attack on a spectrum when it first came out and my uncle getting a miniature handheld golf game, which must have cost at least £60 in 1982 approx and then a c64 soon after. My cousins also had an atari 2600, even then I thought it was terrible! The defender clone was good though.
- Mountain_Skies 2y agoIt's difficult to order many of those very early memories but given the location of some of them, opening a Fischer Price toy airport on my third birthday is the oldest I can put a date and place on. Fragments from before then include being crib age. What I'm really curious about is the accuracy of some of those really old memories. How we see the world changes over time. The box that Fischer Price toy came in looked massive to me but would be tiny to me now. What other things do I remember through the eyes of a child that are significantly different from reality?
- Unbefleckt 2y agoI remember being a small baby no older than 3 sitting in my buggy with the rain cover on, the sound of the rain and the smell seeping up from below. Really relaxing. Then I would fall asleep and be woken suddenly, hot and sweaty, by a cool blast of air as the cover is removed and the rain falls on my skin as we have arrived home. Rainy days knock me out to this day.