What's your favorite memory as a kid?

[wez]

For me, I'd have to say my friends doing whatever.. My parents were really cool.. Every weekend I'd have at least 3 or 4 kids overnight and I never had to ask them.. 7 or 8 more than once as we'd gather uptown on a Friday night and someone would say.. "hey, can I stay over too?". Sure.. why the hell not.. Everyone was always welcome at our house.. My folks used to let me bring friends almost anywhere we went.. like camping and stuff.. Good memories..

 

I still remember the kids in the neighborhood whose houses were always off limits.. Always wondered WTF is up with that?

 

 

How about you guys?

[hugo]

A past life memory of that day that stupid perv Gandhi got his just desserts,

[Anna Perenna]

I still remember the kids in the neighborhood whose houses were always off limits.. Always wondered WTF is up with that?

 

Your parents either didn't like their parents or their kids, or both.

 

I remember being 7 and having to crawl into my friend Jenny's house on my elbows and knees, over the plastic bubble wrap 'path' her crazy parents had woven through every room in their crazy house.

 

Then Jenny made us watch the scene from Rambo 2 where he is covered in slugs over and over again.

[wez]

A past life memory of that day that stupid perv Gandhi got his just desserts,

 

 

Hahahahaha.... sounds wonderful..

[wez]

Your parents either didn't like their parents or their kids, or both.

 

My parents? From your qoute you must of meant the couple kids I remember parents.. whose house was always a no mans land..

[Old Salt]

My parents? From your qoute you must of meant the couple kids I remember parents.. whose house was always a no mans land..

I think that's what she said, wez.

[wez]

I think that's what she said, wez.

 

What about you salt? You aint too old to remember..

[wez]

Some of the best times we had as young teens were log fights.. hahaha

 

Used to go down by the river and some areas that always flooded every year, but not anymore, would be full of dead tree limbs.. We'd smack em against a tree and a piece would go flying.. someone nearly got hit one time and we thought it a riot so now it was the intent.. after a while we found it much easier to just hurl them at each other.. went home with a bloody head on two occasions.. lucky one of us didn't lose an eye.. Pretty sure I took the worst of it.. never saw another bleeding head... Remember one bouncing off the chest of my buddy once as me and him were on one side of a line against two others.. hahahahaha..

 

Never planned em.. they just happened. What a blast.. Laughed so hard we almost puked.

[hugo]

Mainly playing sandlot baseball, football and basketball. My first at bat iin softball aafter moving to a new school where I tripled. Could have gone for home but there was only one out. Playing war games and cowboys and indians in an un PC world.

[wez]

Mainly playing sandlot baseball, football and basketball. My first at bat iin softball aafter moving to a new school where I tripled. Could have gone for home but there was only one out. Playing war games and cowboys and indians in an un PC world.

 

 

No doubt.. loved the baseball and football games.. playing hockey.. Nice.. 3 bagger in the 1st at bat.. bet you'll never forget that.

 

Cowboys and Indians was great.. I'm sure you, like us, always had to force the weak pacifists to be the injuns.. hahahahaha

[ImWithStupid]

My favorite memory as a kid, was camping out with my close nit group of friends, the summer before we went into junior high. This memory is why I connect so much with the movie, Stand By Me. It wasn't long after entering junior high our group changed. We were still good friends, and stayed that way for a long time, but it was different.

[Anna Perenna]

Another favourite memory is my very earliest memory:

 

I'm crawling 'round and 'round in circles behind my twin sister and I can see her nappy very slowly falling down and sagging around her legs.

 

Not sure why that memory stayed in my head, but so be it.

[wez]

Another favourite memory is my very earliest memory:

 

I'm crawling 'round and 'round in circles behind my twin sister and I can see her nappy very slowly falling down and sagging around her legs.

 

Not sure why that memory stayed in my head, but so be it.

 

 

Funny..

 

 

It's strange.. one of my earliest memories was playing in the field next to our house, where we built and moved into a new house when I was just short of 3.. but have no memory of being in our 1st house.. Not even riding my toy giraffe down the steps .. My mom said I hit the wall at the bottom and was just sitting there with the snapped off handles in my hands.. hahahahaha

 

But I do remember the house being built and moving in.. Musta hit my head on my joy ride..

 

Other great ones of are my 1st cat, goldie too.. God I loved that cat.. Got him at 3 and had him til 21..

[wez]

My favorite memory as a kid, was camping out with my close nit group of friends, the summer before we went into junior high. This memory is why I connect so much with the movie, Stand By Me. It wasn't long after entering junior high our group changed. We were still good friends, and stayed that way for a long time, but it was different.

 

Did something special happen camping out or just the usual changes in school at that age?

 

You guys didn't stumble on a dead body, did ya?

[hugo]

Water skiing on Table Rock Lake was great.

[wez]

Another good one was in 8th grade english.. I was no star pupil, specially in English..our teacher had us write an essay about our feelings on war.. I still remember how I felt writing it.. I was shocked when she read mine and only mine in front of the class with a tear in her eye.. wish I had it now more than anything. Went somehing like this...

 

I don't understand how people can go to prison for the rest of their life for murdering someone but people get murdered in wars all the time.. among other rantings of a crazy child..

 

I guess some things do never change, eh? Hahahahahahahaha

 

I'd give just about anything to have it now to read it.. I let her keep it. Wonder if she still has it?

[ImWithStupid]

Did something special happen camping out or just the usual changes in school at that age?

 

You guys didn't stumble on a dead body, did ya?

 

Nothing special, just like in the movie. I never had friends like the ones I had going into junior high. It was before, peer pressure, what had to be cool, girls and such. Just friends being friends, no need to put up a front, we were who we were.

[snafu]

How young are we talking? Because I've gone to some awesome keg'ers in my day.

[Old Salt]

What about you salt? You aint too old to remember..

I'm gonna plead Alzheimers.

[Old Salt]

Funny..

 

 

It's strange.. one of my earliest memories was playing in the field next to our house, where we built and moved into a new house when I was just short of 3.. but have no memory of being in our 1st house.. Not even riding my toy giraffe down the steps .. My mom said I hit the wall at the bottom and was just sitting there with the snapped off handles in my hands.. hahahahaha

 

But I do remember the house being built and moving in.. Musta hit my head on my joy ride..

 

Other great ones of are my 1st cat, goldie too.. God I loved that cat.. Got him at 3 and had him til 21..

NOW we know why wez is the way he is.

[Old Salt]

My daughter sent me this in an e-mail:

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!

 

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.

 

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

 

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

 

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

 

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.

 

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

 

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

 

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

 

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,

 

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

 

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

 

No one was able to reach us all day.And we were OK.

 

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

 

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms.......

 

WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

 

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

 

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

 

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.

 

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

 

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

 

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

 

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

 

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

 

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

 

If YOU are one of them CONGRATULATIONS!

 

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good .

This pretty much sums up my childhood memories.

[phreakwars]

My favorite memories as a kid was all the time I spent at my grandmas house. My grandma gave me lessons in cooking from the time I was probably 5 or 6 years old. During those years, my mom was pretty much a whore, her and the guy she was with (my Hispanic step dad) used to leave me with grandma while they were off doing who knows what. Which was fine by me, I really didn't care too much for my step dad since he was an abusive, Catholic, alcoholic, Hispanic, fundamentalist piece of crap. I'd spend my days with grandma helping her make breads, and brownies, and pickling/canning foods and all kinds of other home made dishes that I still cook to this very day. Grandma also bought me books to read to her, real hard books. I was one of those types of kids who could read at a very early age. So I would read the stories to my grandma and grandpa out loud. I always enjoyed that too because it was something I knew I was good at.

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[hugo]

There was the time that kid stole my lunch money and I..........wait the statute of limitations ain't expired on that one.

[wez]

My daughter sent me this in an e-mail:

This pretty much sums up my childhood memories.

 

 

No doubt.. yay 70's..

[emkay64]

I have lots.....

 

Being on my Baba and Gido's farm, eating strawberries and rhubarb stalks dipped in sugar on the porch. The smell of peas and sun warm concrete (porch) always takes me back.

 

Playing Hockey on the pond behind our house, sitting on bales and drinking hot chocolate.

 

Playing ringette on the Provincial team for Saskatchewan.

 

Playing ball in the park, and playing catch with my dad on the street.

 

Playing kick the can at night with loads of friends.

 

Going to work with my Dad, and spending time in the garage while my dad fixed cars...prolly why I like the smell of gasoline,diesel and paint.

 

Parties at the lake......older.....but fun

 

 

I could name more.....but those are a few....