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Post by rachelcarson1953 on Oct 23, 2018 17:23:00 GMT
Falling off playground a merry go round when i was 4 or 5 and scraping my legs and arms, first time I knew what pain was. Reading this triggered a memory of an amusement park ride that was supposed to be a caterpillar, I think, but I remember going around and around, very slowly. I must have been 3 at the time. I remember something earlier; my dad had built a ramp up to the front screen door so I and my dog could peek over it and watch the horses in the pasture across the street. I was in diapers. And I remember looking up the basement stairs, waiting for my dad to come pick me up; the perspective was so different! Then, when I was four, a very famous tornado happened close to where we lived - my best friend was three and she remembers being in the bathtub with her mom and brother, taking cover - and my mom and dad took me to our basement for safety, but from what I didn't know. So I asked what a tornado was and they said it was spinning air in the sky. I looked up into the rafters of the basement, saw a swirling spider web and said, look, there's one now!!!
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Post by Nalkarj on Oct 23, 2018 18:58:25 GMT
Ah! rachelcarson1953, you’ve triggered an early memory for me as well: I had to be extremely young, as my cousin (who is only nine months’ younger than I) had not yet learnt to speak. I remember being in the house with her and her parents, and she was screaming at the top of the stairs while I stared up at her. I also remember a Tweety Bird rug at the bottom of the stairs. Heh—earliest memory of cugina mia, or as she was known by the multitudes at the time, “wolf girl.”
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Post by rachelcarson1953 on Oct 23, 2018 19:14:51 GMT
Clearly this is something I can't possibly remember myself, but I've heard the story so many times...
When I was being 'expected', the little boy next door was told that I would be 'there' soon. So after I was born, he came over to my bedroom window and asked my mother if I could 'come out and play', lol!
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