When I was three, I shit my pants and then sat on a wooden chair.
I remember the way it felt flattening out like a pancake.
Disgusting, but true!
Submitted by Aaron Gosch. He has a Tumblr: Son of Baconator
Month: March 2013
My Earliest Memory #217
Just an infant.
Being carried to a bassinet.
A woman placing me down next to a window.
The vague visions of the ceiling while being cradled in her arms.
And the earliest craving I can recall of warmth and protection
feeling of detachment.
She did not cover me and I cried.
No one came, to teach me.
I slept.
Submitted by Jennifer Michelle.
My Earliest Memory #216
My baptism.
12 weeks old.
Two ‘snapshot’ memories.
My head turned and I focused on the white, hour glass font; very fuzzy.
I was held farther from it.
The sound in my ears like ocean.
Next one from above the font.
Head turn and I focused on the round top of the font.
That image is much sharper.
I’m 62 now.
Submitted by Pat Knobloch.
My Earliest Memory #215
In bed.
Trying to whistle.
Waking my Mum who came in to tell me it was 5am and could I stop trying until later.
I was four.
I still can’t whistle properly.
Submitted anonymously.
My Earliest Memory #214
Building my first snowman with my Dad.
I remember him holding me up so I could put the carrot on for the nose.
Submitted by Sharon Brown.
My Earliest Memory #213
Church bells, calling the faithful to pray.
Submitted by Alison Perry.
My Earliest Memory #212
I have two earliest memories, both from when I was about three or four.
I was in kindergarten.
A kid who lived next door to me – and was a year older – was playing with other kids of her age.
I thought of her as my best friend so I felt jealous and spied on them from under a door.
Another kid from our building, same age as me, was trying to get me to play with her instead, but I ignored her.
Poor girl.
The second one: walking home from kindergarten with my father.
We were on top of a small slope when we saw a rainbow over our house.
Father explained to me what a rainbow is.
Submitted by Pinja Valdinia.