Favorite Childhood Memory

[DIANE W]

Its lovely reading about everyone............. I was an only child until i was 10, i got very spoilt by my family, my Mum had 5 brothers and sisters and they all spoilt me rotten.

I remember getting a childs silver cross dolls pram, it was a carriage built navy blue pram, and it had a little oval plaque on each side with a pink rose on it. I thought i was the bees knees with that pram, i took it out to play and when we went shopping, i took my pram - i had a baby doll all dressed up in clothes, her name was Susie.

I had a little puppy too, a black minature poodle called Pepee, he was my best friend and followed me everywhere.

The memories are lovely to think back on.

[2tiredmom]

My older brother and I would go with my dad on Saturday mornings to help take care of the pigs. We had just got done when we were driving and my brother was sitting by the door in the truck and the door opened and he fell out. So Blessed he only ended up with a bloody lip. He could have been ran over. Another memory was when we put boots on and went out in the middle of this field that had water standing in it. I got stuck and my brother got a stick to try and pry my feet out of the mud. I had to leave my boots behind. lol It almost sounds like my mom never watched us. God was really watching over us. We also locked our mom out of the house when we were 3 and 4. Needless to say she took a stick to our bare legs. We never did that again.

[Lindsey]

I love this thread!!!!! I can start with a few...

I remember on my first day of playschool, I was sooooo terrified to go by myself. So my older brother was allowed to take a day off of Grade 1 to come to playschool with me I also remember one day at the beginning of playschool, and we built a big wall out of soup cans. Our teacher saw my mom coming to pick me up through the front window, and the teacher and all the kids whispered to me to hide behind the wall so my mom couldn't find me lol! I was so shy back then, and I would never speak out loud, I would just whisper to my best friend so he could talk for me. His name was Neil and his grandparents lived across the street from me.

I also remember in Kindergarten, we lived in a house that we could see the school from. One day my mom came to pick me up and I made her go home because I was a big girl and could walk home by myself. I'm sure she watched me the whole way! There was a big gully beside the school and one day on my walk home, a picture I made at school flew out of my hands or backpack and went way down the hill. I ran home as fast as I could, crying. My mom was on the phone with a friend and I was trying to tell her we had to go find my picture! She came out with me and we searched until we found it!

I also remember my husky, Brandon. In the winter, we had this sled we would hook him up to, and my brother and I would sit inside and my dad would stand on the back and Brandon would take us for sled rides!

I also remember in the winter, my parents getting together with all the other parents around the town and we'd go out to this big hill with sleds and snowmobiles. There'd be a big bonfire and hot dogs and hot chocolate, and us kids would sled down the big hill all day, and at the bottom our parents would hook the sled to the snowmobile and pull us back up the hill!

Those were all when I lived up north when I was really little. My dad worked for the power corporation and we were friends with the pilots, police, other power and energy families, and things like that. Every day our front window was covered in eggs... we were hated because we were "white". I don't remember anything negative like that, other than the constant eggs on the house. I found out later the reason we moved was because my dad caught my brother's classmates (in grade 2!) in our backyard in the middle of the night, sniffing the gas from our snowmobiles. My brother was getting to the age where his friends would be influencing him soon, and it just wasn't the place our parents wanted to raise us any longer.

We moved when I was 6 so all these memories were before that!

[Janet]

There is a memory I'm not real proud of. My nephew (sister's son) is two years younger than me. When we were little we were in the backyard playing. We were not allowed to say bad words and it was like Mom had radar or something....lol....so we always made sure we never said bad things. Well, one day Bobby Joe was over and kept saying swear words. I kept telling him to stop before Mom heard him but he wouldn't so I hit him in the head with a shovel. Bobby Joe had to have stitches and I got into big trouble. They did stuff like that on the Three Stooges all the time and they didn't have to have stitches.

[gja1000]

Lol! Janet that is so funny! Once my mom and I were sitting in the living room of our house. My mom had remarried and we had moved from the farm into this very small town (about 350 people). All of a sudden the door opened and a person dressed in a gorilla suit, from head to toe walked in. The person didn't say a word and just walked straight through the house and out the back door. Mom and I just looked at each other, like, "did that just happen." Then, a few minutes later, the back door opened and the gorilla walked into the house again. This time my mom jumped up and said, "if you don't get out of here, I'm going to knock the hell out of you" At that time my sister-in-law began to giggle and we knew who was in the suit. We sure had a big laugh then, but it wasn't too funny when we didn't know who it was. She spent several hours in that suit that day, walking around town spooking people. Today someone probably have beat the hell out of her.

[DianaB]

Oh Gayle......How funny!!

One Halloween after Glen and I had gone to bed we had three people in costumes come to our house. First of all they just beat on the sides of the house......then when we let them in all they would do is laugh......a spooky, witchy laugh......or say nothing at all. We couldn't figure out who they were and eventually they finally left. We did take some pictures of them and later found out that it was two of Glen's aunts and his little brother!! What happened was .......Glen's uncle's birthday is on Halloween and they went out for his birthday and decided to stop by our house on the way back to town!! They sure had us puzzled!!

I don't remember ever having anyone get seriously hurt from something I did......except for a good spanking!! I was always into things that I shouldn't have been!!! My Mom had her hands full with me.......sometimes I think that she still sits back and shakes her head at me!!

One time when I was probably 5th or 6th grade I was at a neighbor's house and he was pounding on a 22 shell!! I stood up on the porch.....which was about 6 inches taller than the driveway!!! He did finally get it to go off! It's a wonder that neither one of us was hurt!! Oh the things that my parents never knew and my kids will never know!!!

[gja1000]

LOL Diana, those Halloween costumed relatives are pretty funny! I bet you really were puzzled! When my sister in law pulled the gorilla costume on us, it was in the spring, not anywhere near Halloween, so we were just bumfuzzled!

When I was living with my grandparents we had one of those old time phones with the crank. Our "ring" was one long ring, two short rings and then one long ring. When you turned the crank, everyone on the party line could hear the phone ring and you had to listen for your "ring". My aunt's "ring" was one short ring, two long rings, and one short ring. I don't know how many were on our party line, maybe 10 homes, I'm not sure. Anyway, when I was about 4, and everyone was out of the house doing chores, I would get on the phone and crank away, which of course caused A LOT of ringing in everyone's house on the party line. One time a man got on the phone when I was ring ring ringing and told me if I didn't get off the phone he was going to come cut my ear off. Let me tell you, that was the last time I played with the phone. That scared me to death!!!