Oldest Living Memory

that sucks.. you forgot your childhood

Ive actually thought about this question pretty hard right now and there are 2 things that spring to mind.

I mustve been about 3 or 4 years old at the time.

1) Watching Germany during the 1990 World Cup by myself drinking orange squash from a blue glass.


2) Watching a Soviet parade on TV.

Oldest memory... I can still remember when I was 4 and my dad was teaching me how to ride the kiddie bicycle I got as a gift.

I still have that bike on our car shed.

;-; I'm so sorry to hear that!

Me eating a Whopper at 2 or 3 years old.

Around 2-3 something, my family took a road trip through Europe, I remember small parts of being in France. Like the Eiffel Tower and Sacré-Coeur, and I remember almost falling into a well in Holland. I have no idea in what order these things happened though.

As a baby, my mom held me up near the street on a winter day showing me the street covered in a heavy blanket of snow.

When I was 3 and I threw a bucket of toys on the floor for fun.

I lol'd at the title. I didn't know you could have unliving memories...

Mine is when I was playing with my mom at the house I grew up in. She was chasing me around the house tickling me, and I jumped behind the couch because I thought she wouldnt see me there.

Good memories...

I remember playing with this toy mailbox in pre-k. It was the coolest fucking toy mailbox in the world. It was red, and you could put crap in the top of it, and it would fall down to the bottom, and you would open up this little compartment and the thing you put in would be there! I remember thoroughly thinking about where the thing you put in went for that second it disappeared. I still don't know to this very day, perhaps the 4th dimension?

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I tried tasting shit and cockroach eggs when I was 2 or 3(?).

At the present, I'd know if there are cockroach hatchlings in the vicinity because of their smell.
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me in my old house sitting on the staircase with my mom folding clothes.

I dont exactly recall my age when it happened but I do remember grabbing a hold of my father's razor one afternoon, when both my parents were at office, and tried mimicking how one would normally shave his beard, cutting my upper lip in the process.

Power walking in Manila with my mom when I was 3.

Hum... The oldest memory I have is when I was four, I spilled soy sauce everywhere in the dinner room and my mom was mad, so I began crying in my dad's arms (just writing this is making go emotional because of Clannad T-T) haha.
It surprises me how much I remember it.

I can't remember anything before the age of 16.
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