What is your first memory?

Watching a plane flying way up in the sky when I lived out in the desert. I was fascinated by them.

It was too cold, dry and bright.  The blanket they wrapped me in was no substitute for amniotic fluid.  Something was pulling me down.  I learned later that they call it gravity.

God knows...I don't have long term memories...my memories are short lived;))

My grandmother holding me on her lap. It was the only time I ever saw my grandmother, and the only time anybody held me on their lap.

Aaawwe - that's beautiful and also sad.

How would it work to ask your S.O. to hold you on his lap and speak childish sweet nothings to you?

Listening to the Thong Song. That classic tune always brings me back. 

I don't even remember my last memory.

Fried eggs for brains? Ha, ha! :D
I don't think so, Sharonna - you're far too switched on for that.
But if it's private... ;)

Fried eggs for brains? Ha, ha! :D
I don't think so, Sharonna - you're far too switched on for that.
But if it's private... ;)

I'm sure I don't remember my first one. But do remember standing alone in our dark hallway which seemed cavernous at that age (probably at age of a year and a half). 

Nurses in the maternity ward. 

I remember walking on and on along Marine Drive in erstwhile Bombay (now Mumbai), a curved road by the Arabian Sea, one evening without realising how far I had strayed from my mother, when a man wearing glasses picked me up and asked me where my mummy was. And as I turned around to point in her general direction she came running and took me in her arms. I later learned I was about two and a half.

The picture below is of Marine Drive around that time, the early 50's.



This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at February 5, 2018 1:12 AM MST

seeing my brother in a baby basket when i was 3 yrs old