One of my first involves being forced to eat a pickle I did not want to eat in catholic preschool. I bit into it and instantly pissed my pants. I was taken in the back by two of the woman teachers and, I'm 95% sure I was diddled inappropriately as they changed my clothes.
Explains about 80% of my worldview nowadays.
Your earliest memories
32I remember wrestling a 20 foot Nile crocodile & saving a puppy from the jaws of certain death. This act of bravery, I exhibited when I was 2 years & 284 days old. I used to be chubby & valiant.
Lonesome Bulldog wrote:As long as elites are in the minority, minorities will stay in the majority of the poor.
Your earliest memories
33Marsupialized wrote:I was taken in the back by two of the woman teachers and, I'm 95% sure I was diddled inappropriately as they changed my clothes.
Lonesome Bulldog wrote:As long as elites are in the minority, minorities will stay in the majority of the poor.
Your earliest memories
34It's nearly impossible to be sure, but I believe my earliest memory to be staring at the sunlight passing through an amber-tinted window in my dining room. The dust particles were dancing in the light beam and I thought was neat. And warm. To this day that colour of light always makes me feel fucking good.
I believe I was around 4 years old.
I have others that I believe around the same year or perhaps not long after, where i'm laying in bed at night looking at the closet. I focus on the top area and then let my eyes get blurry. I'm instantly super aware of my body in the bed and the distance to this area of the door and they feel connected. Then all that space between me and the door begins to distort and I feel like a giant and the door is a tiny pinhead. I can almost play with the space between myself and the door and my sense of size. I feel and see them in my mind and they move around in waves. Then everythings comes back around as I begin to feel sleepy. I've never forgotten that fucked up shit.
I believe I was around 4 years old.
I have others that I believe around the same year or perhaps not long after, where i'm laying in bed at night looking at the closet. I focus on the top area and then let my eyes get blurry. I'm instantly super aware of my body in the bed and the distance to this area of the door and they feel connected. Then all that space between me and the door begins to distort and I feel like a giant and the door is a tiny pinhead. I can almost play with the space between myself and the door and my sense of size. I feel and see them in my mind and they move around in waves. Then everythings comes back around as I begin to feel sleepy. I've never forgotten that fucked up shit.
Your earliest memories
35Sledding down hills on an inner tube near our trailer park just outside Moscow, ID and wadding in the ocean at Cannon Beach in Oregon are my two earliest memories.
Pure L wrote:I get shocked whenever I use my table saw while barefooted.
I Made Out With You Before You Were Cool
Don't Sit On The Pickets
Your earliest memories
36Going to the Museum of Science and Industry in Hyde Park. To see the submarine.
Your earliest memories
37I'm sure I have one of looking at my mother from a buggy/pram I have no idea how old I was but I must have been pretty young.
Looking up at the mantelpiece in the kitchen where the radio was and dancing to Ian Dury - Hit me with your rhythm stick at the age of 4.
Looking up at the mantelpiece in the kitchen where the radio was and dancing to Ian Dury - Hit me with your rhythm stick at the age of 4.
Don't concentrate on the finger..
Your earliest memories
38I remember the babysitter saying something like 'it was all for me' or something and then hanging herself at my birthday party.
Your earliest memories
40Stuck in a crib- probably explains my claustrophobia.
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