I don't remember what order these were in. All I know is that they're my earliest memories from up to age four. Fond memories of mundane details FTW. Keep in mind if I say I was wondering something or use quotation marks, I don't mean I was thinking in those words.
Earliest memories:
- Being in a pram while my mum delivered pamphlets. The pram had this translucent plastic window on the cover. I liked seeing all the pretty flowers and eating raw instant noodles.
- Standing on a table of books at Sunday school flashing everyone when I was wearing no underwear. I think I remember it because my sister got really mad at me.
- My first day of kindergarten. I was shown a hook for my bag that had a drum with two drum sticks on top of it so I knew it was mine. I liked the other pictures better.
- Some journalist arrived in this really shiny four wheel drive and told me to put these swimming clothes and a hat on. I didn't like them, I think because they weren't mine and I guess I just thought they were ugly. I remember thinking how new and weird the four wheel drive looked compared to our friendly old van that needed a push to get going somewhere. The lady made me play with water and got a picture of me drinking water out of the hose and wrote some BS story about me knowing all about sun safety.
- Looking at one of those bikes with the little plastic seats attached for children to sit on. I wondered how safe that could be with only two wheels like that, and that seat so high up.
- Going to a room with my mum in which someone with an expert kind of vibe asked me to identify some plastic zoo animals on a key chain. I wonder what it was for. Later, I'd somehow had the impression it was some kind of kindy acceptance procedure, but that seems really weird.
- It was communion time. I was offered it, but my mother said "no, she hasn't accepted Jesus into her life yet". I can't describe how I felt. It was a sort of "what? ah, okay, I guess" feeling.
- Computer games. Jazz Jackrabbit, Little Howie's Great Reading Adventure (I wonder what would have happened if they got me the maths one instead) and the one with the bears that said "How. Ma-ny. Apples. Are. There?"
- Somehow having all this rabbit stuff as if I was obsessed with rabbits. I can't remember if it was encouraged for cuteness sake or out of my own will. I went through a phase of wearing rabbit ears to kindy all the time and I collected stuffed rabbits. I went through a few pairs of those ears because our dog Snoopy chewed them up.
- The computer making weird noises and my brother telling me it was talking, saying "thank you for fixing me"
- Lying on the bottom bunk bed while my sister tried to teach me the alphabet. "Too hard."
- Being mildly hyperactive and parroting my siblings whining, I repeated "I'm bored! I'm bored!" while repeatedly sliding down the slanted roof of my dolls house. I was not bored.
- Watching my brother's paper airoplane circling above, wishing I was skilled enough to make one like that.
- "What?! The paper ran out? I thought there was so much paper in a standard A4 packet that it never ran out. Crazy stuff."
- "Let's leave some cheese in a bowl on the floor for the mice." "I'm hungry." *omnomnom cheese*
- Hiding under the covered drum kit at church with a much older boy who had hair like Kurt Cobain. "Raghrrr the lions den!"
- "Look at those people in the street with ripped jeans playing guitar." I think they might have been mourning the death of Kurt Cobain. I thought Kurt was a weird name.
- Pressing the orange button for a sample song on the old keyboard to hear an even tackier version of Venus.
*sigh* I could carry on but this is getting so long. I love childhood memories.
