Your favorite Childhood Memories

[Fabrizio2]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:36pm

Mine was when I spent every day of my summer at the pool.

Yours?

[TheatreDiva90016]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:46pm

The way Father O'Malley used to touch me behind the rectory.

[Raviolisun]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:50pm

Being very little and playing basketball in the rain. It was sunset, and made everything hvae this beautiful gold glow.

I was riding a plane (well, I did when I was a baby) and the sun was going down. It was bright, bright red, and I've never seen anything like it since.

Also, I have some great memories of me pulling my pants down all the time when I was little. I was told I did this very frequently.

I'm still making my childhood memories.

[AnnaK<3LMIP]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:51pm

OH I HAVE SO MANY! hmmm

When I was 6, there was a HUGE storm outside and it scared the hell out of me, and my window was open. But at 6, I had the crazy notion that going to the window would make me be zapped by the lightning. I cried and hid until my daddy came in, and he closed the window and put me back to bed. And it's not THAT big of a deal considering it's closing the window, but for the next 5 years he was my hero.

My American Girl Dolls. Spent HOURS reading to them and brushing their hair.

Teaching myself how to read at 2 was a good memory. I swear I wouldn't be the person I am today.

I got married to Cody Johnston behind the big boulder at Lake Chimpau when I was in kindergarten.

And as weird as it sounds (and I suppose perverted) but when I was like 9 or 10 I had this swim teacher who was hotter than...anything. He was a lifeguard and he was my first true love. He was so nice. And beautiful. *sigh* I forget his name now. AND it turns out he had pierced nipples which TOTALLY freaks me out. But anyway.

Doing The Wizard of Oz. It was my first lead and it was the best experience a 10 year old could ever ask for. Even though now I HATE the Wizard of Oz.

In the 5th grade, we were reading MY BROTHER SAM IS DEAD and we were told to just skip over the bad words. I didn't know that the word bastard was a bad word, and I get really into the books when I read them, and it was my turn to read it out loud, so I screamed out that line when she said "come back you bastard" or something like that and everyone gasped and I thought I was in trouble and I just did not understand why.

Sex ed in the the 4th grade. The funniest days I've ever experienced.

I have so many. sorry.

[AnnaK<3LMIP]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:53pm

OH! And one more: in the 4th grade, my best friend's parents brought us to the zoo and I was able to pet a baby kangaroo and carry a baby orangutan. I fell in love with baby orangutan and wanted to take him home.

They refused.

[Fabrizio2]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:53pm

HAHA Theatrediva!! Love.

[Raviolisun]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:58pm

Teaching myself how to read at 2 was a good memory. I swear I wouldn't be the person I am today.

I did the same thing. It truly put me ahead the rest of my life.

[ikmbway]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 8:59pm

I still have more coming but here are some memorable ones:

Going to a world finals competition in Colorado. One of the best weeks of my life and although I was only in 3rd grade I remember a lot of it clearly.

Going scuba diving for the first time.

My mom unplugged the main cord connecting the computer. So I plug it in and turn it on. Next time I was being annoying she unplugged all the cords. So I put them all back and turned it back on. Then, she had to start taking the entire computer away. This was at the age of 6 or 7 and that love of computers has still continued.

Having a bet with my dad that I wouldn't get any stain on my shirt for a week. I lost.

My 5th grade teacher. She was awesome. I learned a lot from her that would take much too long to tell.

Having my bat mitzvah was a very big highlight.

There is definitely more, but I can't think of them.

[best12bars]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:06pm

So many! Where to begin...

I remember my father sitting in the hallway with his guitar, between my room and my brother's room. He would sing us both to sleep when we were very young.

I remember seeing my mother for the first time on stage when I was five. She was playing Ruth in Blythe Spirit, and when she turned into a ghost at the end, I was bitten by the Theatre Bug for life.

I remember meeting Margaret Hamilton in her dressing room at Lincoln Center. My "private audience" with the Wicked Witch of the West! I was seven, and I asked her to do the witch's laugh for me, because I didn't believe that such a nice sweet lady could be the terrible, scary witch. She happily obliged me, and I will never forget hearing it.

I remember sitting around on our screened porch, on a hot summer evening, and playing 45 rpm records with my friends.

Probably the most comforting memory I have is drudging home in the steep snow, on a cold winter's night, and seeing our porch light on... knowing my mom would be waiting inside to help me off with my boots and give me a hot chocolate, if I wanted one. I felt protected and loved.

[muscle23ftl]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:11pm

[zepka102]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:12pm

Anyone else take a refrigerator box, go inside, and crawl around the grass in it? That was always fun... especially when you did it with someone else and they would push it faster so you can't keep up... good times. I miss growing up pre-video game era.

[sweetdisaster]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:16pm

I was just having a similar conversation with my mom the other day...

Going to the zoo with my cousin and getting lost. I just walked around aimlessly for hours, having no idea that my parents were frantically looking for me. We joke that it was the first sign that I'd be independent. For some reason, this is the most vivid memory from my childhood.

Seeing my old dance studio always reminds me of childhood and growing up. I learned so many lessons there that had nothing to do with dance and instead life. It definitely molded the person I am today.

My mom playing the guitar for me when I was very young is another big one. She tried to teach me many times, yet I still can't.

[tazber]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:17pm

We so played in big boxes when I was a kid Zeppy! The imagination we had was incredible.

[AnnaK<3LMIP]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:20pm

I didn't learn how to ride a two wheeler until I was 10 years old. Or was it 11?

[Fabrizio2]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:25pm

Learning to ride a bike.

Learning to read at the age of two is a good one.

Learning about life in general from parents.

[AnnaK<3LMIP]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 9:43pm

I was visiting my mummy's aunt and uncle in Dordogne, and there was this HUGE infestation of bugs one night. We had gone to a wedding, and it was late when we got to their house. They have a pool, so me and my sister and cousin Marie wanted to jump in. But I couldn't swim at that time (yeah I was like..8. Slow learner when it comes to certain things), and so I would go in through the shallow end. But there was this HUGE spider that seemed to me to be the size of my head in this bubble right there in the water. I flipped out, and as we were running inside, the lamps they have hung out their porch were COVERED by these flying ants. Or flies of some sort. Later, we looked outside the window and we literally could not see the outside because of all the bugs (ants??) flying around.

SO scary but we all went under the covers and read some Tin-Tin. So it turned out to be one of those good-yet-scary-at-the-time memories.

[Kitzarina]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 10:17pm

* Waking up at 6 am to watch Mousercise every morning when I was three and we were living in LA. I'd be in the living room watching tv when my dad left for work.

* All of the summers we used to spend in Winter Park, CO. ESPECIALLY riding the alpine slide and doing the human maze. One year the condo we were staying at had a giant bolder near the playground area. I remember spending hours sitting on it and reading to my Cabbage Patch doll, Lorraine Edith.

* Playing "Les Miserables" in my bedroom. I would put on a baseball hat and my bathrobe and rub pencil led on my face so that I would be Eponine. My bunk bed was the barricade, my closet door was stage left, and my bathroom door was stage right. I never pretended that I was a "normal" child.

* All the many hours I spent reading. I learned to read when I was 3 or 4 and I was never without a book in my hand after that. Roald Dahl, Beverly Cleary, and Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle were some of my best friends growing up.

* All the hours spent playing with my dolls. I loved my Barbies dearly, as well as my My Little Ponies. I had elaborate family situations and magical intrigues all figured out. I also dearly loved my American Girl dolls (I had all of them) and my Cabbage Patch dolls.

Overall, I had a pretty great childhood. I had parents who loved and encouraged me and a little brother who...well, not everything is perfect

[wonderfulwizard11]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 10:29pm

Besty, I am so jealous you met Margaret Hamilton. From interviews I've seen with her, she seems like a lovely lady.

[Fabrizio2]

Posted: 5/14/07 at 10:38pm

When we would go on vacation I would always go and swim in the pool at night. Still do.

Flying on an airplane for the first time.

First day of elementary school.