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Best Childhood Memories
August 08 2016
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RHP User
9 years ago
the show which is in town at the moment always makes me think of one of my earliest memories - although it was not in this state and is so minor I remember we went at night and it was cold and my dad wrapped me up in his coat against his chest. One of my favorite memories. Nice thread idea Lily.
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RHP User
9 years ago
They take me back to memories of playing with my cousins as a kid. The time when, at a wedding, my cousins stole the butter off many of the tables, formed it into a ball and played soccer on the polished dance floor. Watching the grown ups dance that night was very comical. And how the half shots of liqueur our mums slipped us wasn't enough to so one my cousins and I would hide under the table where the trays of shot glasses of liqueur were set down. No one noticed as the table cloth went all the way to the ground. We'd take turns at slipping shots of liqueur and drinking under the table. We weren't even 5 and we were sloshed before we got to eat our tea. Footy games with my cousins when they taught me how to tackle and the wrestling matches we had and they even taught me how to pack a mean left hook. My parents were the only ones in the family who didn't own a farm so there were many happy memories catching yabbies out of the channels and my cousins teaching me to drive a column shift out behind the grape vines on the farm. I grew up in a large family. I have no brothers but I'm one of 52 cousins in Australia. 7 of us were girls, all the rest boys. And we all grew up together.
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RHP User
9 years ago
Lego and Micro Machines... (Typical young boy hehe). Of course I still happen to have some of them, so occasionally I'm reminded nowadays. The reason it's appropriate currently, is that I am entertaining some ideas of collecting some of them, perhaps those I wanted but never had. :) Also, I still play "retro" computer games that I had growing up. Anyone up for a game of Mario Kart? (Had to think for a while, must have repressed the other memories) :p
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RHP User
9 years ago
We have to play with the Lego just because of the joy of sharing a young person's play times here. And so many other things, such a trial to provide such great memories. Peachy
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RHP User
9 years ago
Its seeing a mulberry tree in full bloom or even seeing them for sale at local markets. We had a huge mulberry tree in our backyard when I was young. All the neighbourhood kids would come and pick mulberries and we would end up with stained fingers and face. Would 'paint' the fence with mulberries, use the leaves to feed our silkworms and it even came in handy to hang blankets off it for our cubby houses over the years. Great times :) Looking forward to taking my granddaughter mulberry picking this year and hopefully we end up with purple hands and faces.
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RHP User
9 years ago
at my local pool. Dripping wet, nose blocked, ears blocked. Sometimes hearing a single (or twin?) propellor plane overhead. Closing my eyes and listening to other children splashing and squealing in the pool. Then after I'd had a rest, going to the kiosk and buying a pie with sauce. The best!
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RHP User
9 years ago
Occasionally go to the drive in now and it reminds me of going with mum and dad in my PJ's. I clearly remember playing on a swing in the playground, it was so exciting being out after dark. - Posted from rhpmobile
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Seachange73
9 years ago
lovely. memories! When I was little, we had meccano sets. as I have 3 older brothers, my parents were not so sure what to make of a girl and the dolls were not exactly something I gravitated to as i found them scary and weird and very static. And it was cheaper to share the same toys (and handme down jeans from my brothers). I got to play with my brothers building things, became their go-to girl with the tools and all. It was fun to build things with them, watching at first and was fascinated with the results. when we get bored, we would break them up and re-build different models with them. We did not really have a tv so hands on play was great. Thru build play, we learnt the meaning of social play and team work. Which came in handy in other aspects of our lives as we moved countries as kids. We always had each other's back when the local kids would pick on the 'newbies'. But not for long. We were thick as thieves and fought together as a team. The things we got up to...
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Quoting 'misskez' Occasionally go to the drive in now and it reminds me of going with mum and dad in my PJ's. I clearly remember playing on a swing in the playground, it was so exciting being out after dark. - Posted from rhpmobile sounds great. wish we did the drive in like you did. I have never been to a drive in. Never had time i suppose. By the time I was old enough to go to one, the drive ins in our Victorian country town shut down and missed that tradition. Would have been great to experience that. Another one in my bucket list!
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RHP User
9 years ago
Started when I was a child.I escaped with The Folk of the Faraway Tree, Noddy and Big Ears,The Famous Five,and then Little Women,We of the Never Never, and so many more. Q
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Quoting 'PoisonIV' the show which is in town at the moment always makes me think of one of my earliest memories - although it was not in this state and is so minor I remember we went at night and it was cold and my dad wrapped me up in his coat against his chest. One of my favorite memories. Nice thread idea Lily. beautiful. You must have so safe and loved. It is amazing how the little things linger in our memories long before the event and still bring warmth and a smile in our faces when we thing about it. Perfect.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Quoting 'Qefenta1' Started when I was a child.I escaped with The Folk of the Faraway Tree, Noddy and Big Ears,The Famous Five,and then Little Women,We of the Never Never, and so many more. Q Enid Blyton fan here. I always had 2-3 books stashed in my bag and greedily ate up the stories as they unfold before me, wherever I went. In the car, bus, ballet school (while waiting for my class to start), etc. Also had traded books of Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys with my classmates. Funny that. I remember getting wary of Gypsies (only in America) even if I have not met any, as they were painted as as 'suspicious characters' in the Nancy Drew stories, always the notorious kidnappers, thieves or double crossers. Hmmm. some underlying racism there that I did not notice until my teenage years and that is when I stopped reading them.
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RHP User
9 years ago
My books were my escape I loved them. The Faraway tree books and the Wishing Chair ones also. I loved silky and moonface and toffee shocks! I tried to get my kids interested in those book but to no avail!
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RHP User
9 years ago
I grew up opposite a park and all us neighbourhood kids would congregate there religiously. Ages ranged from myself to the big boy of the bunch who was 7 years my senior (and State javelin and discuss champion, and the local footballl star), and there were roughly 20-25 of us there at any one time. We'd play brandy, cricket, our own unique game we created ourselves (longball) and footy during the day, then at night we played coastguard, spotlight and made sparklers out of steel wool, as well as the kid traditions of knock and run and chasing the milkman lol. We also had a swamp down the road we turned into a bmx track named old dusty and were regular Huck Finns with our home made rafts floating down the stream which ran thru it. I truly feel my daughter is missing out with new technologies and the increased dangers in our world :( Luckily, 30 years later I'm still good friends with many of the kids I grew up with and we reminisce quite often on the times we'd stay out from sun up to way past sun down, returning for meals then back out into the wilderness of our youth.
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RHP User
9 years ago
You must make time for the drive in - Dromana Drive In is a great spot, can be a fun sexy date in the back seat 😈 - Posted from rhpmobile
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Quoting 'Summersolstice' Enid Blyton and Louisa May Alcott fan here, by the way. My favourites were the 'the faraway tree' series, the wishing chair stories/books (took me to fantastic imaginary places) and the golliwog books (I know they are not PC anymore but I thoroughly enjoyed these storeis, no malice or racial overtones at all). Wonder times spent reading these books, over and over again.
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RHP User
9 years ago
You must make time for the drive in - Dromana Drive In is a great spot, can be a fun sexy date in the back seat 😈 misskez......would love to share the back seat with you at the drive in......I think they are great and only wish there were more around
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sweetgem
9 years ago
I had sweet and wonderful childhood memories to share Lily, but I don't as I was born in the war era, and then family broke into pieces when one parent decided to run away with someone else for an easy way out 😊 now that's my childhood memory :) - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
9 years ago
I only have hugs for you. Peachy
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MsSuperFoxy
9 years ago
I believe everyone experiences this at one time or other. I find it hard to explain, as it can happen, anywhere, anytime where one's sensors are triggered to enhance a memory or flash of some sort. For me it doesn't last long...maybe 10-20sec? My senses go into overload, it maybe I've touched something, smelt something or even looked at something, which triggers my memory and childhood memories. I've often thought "I know this smell, or I've been here before?". Actually I experience this a lot, that's it is quite bizzare. For me it is corduroy material. I just can't touch it without a childhood memory flash coming back to me. I wore a pair as a child. I just can't stand the feel of it now adays. It gives me the hibby jibbies. I just can't explain why. Not that the memory of wearing the pants was terrible, I just can't explain it. Ms Foxy
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RHP User
9 years ago
Quoting 'SuperFoxxxy' it can happen, anywhere, anytime where one's sensors are triggered to enhance a memory or flash of some sort. For me it doesn't last long...maybe 10-20sec? My senses go into overload, it maybe I've touched something, smelt something or even looked at something, which triggers my memory and childhood memories. I've often thought "I know this smell, or I've been here before?". Actually I experience this a lot, that's it is quite bizzare. This happens to me too Foxy. Sometimes it happens a lot and then nothing for ages.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
I will do now I know it is there. Will make it a date with my boys as they've never been to one before. I'll wait when the weather is more conducive fir this sort of activities. Thanks for the tips.
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RHP User
9 years ago
I don't have much to contribute to this thread.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Love it!. Sloshed under the table at 5. Funny stuff. Fiesty Sicilians. 😁 Great times. Thanks for sharing. 👍
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Sawadee
9 years ago
Thinking about my childhood before writing this , so many things came back and too much to list it all. I was one of those kids who would disappear first thing in the morning , home for lunch, then off again until the streetlights came on. I ran everywhere ( no shoes ) played anything and everything. My father , a ex pro boxer shot through when I was 7 my sister 9 leaving my mum to bring us up. In summer we would run about 6 klm's to the local river baths and swim until our skin looked like prunes. We would take a short cut through the Chinese gardens to get there and swipe some carrots then have to run like buggery with the Chinese right on our heels. My first bike was second hand adult , way too big but I would ride with my leg stuck through the middle. We had no money to buy things so would make things with whatever we could find. We never got bored because we didn't have time. All this was good grounding for later in life where I was lucky enough to get paid to play. Wouldn't change a thing
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Grouse33
9 years ago
And as I rolled it on my tongue I was filled with a precious essence, which I came to understand as the return of a long forgotten childhood memory... Hang on, that was Marcel Proust (who has a looooot to say about memory). A potato cake NOT A POTATO SCALLOP YOU NORTHERN HEATHENS can have the same effect on me, transporting me back to the front bench seat on the old Citroen DS while Dad and I had a sneaky fish an chip lunch looking at the wasteland on the south bank of the Yarra. That lovely, comfortable feeling of having nothing to do and nowhere to be for a few minutes.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Quoting 'The_3somes' I grew up opposite a park and all us neighbourhood kids would congregate there religiously. Ages ranged from myself to the big boy of the bunch who was 7 years my senior (and State javelin and discuss champion, and the local footballl star), and there were roughly 20-25 of us there at any one time. We'd play brandy, cricket, our own unique game we created ourselves (longball) and footy during the day, then at night we played coastguard, spotlight and made sparklers out of steel wool, as well as the kid traditions of knock and run and chasing the milkman lol. We also had a swamp down the road we turned into a bmx track named old dusty and were regular Huck Finns with our home made rafts floating down the stream which ran thru it. I truly feel my daughter is missing out with new technologies and the increased dangers in our world :( Luckily, 30 years later I'm still good friends with many of the kids I grew up with and we reminisce quite often on the times we'd stay out from sun up to way past sun down, returning for meals then back out into the wilderness of our youth. wow. great memories. great childhood. I love the 'adventurous' play you have described specially the Huck Finn raft. Lol. Amazing! You painted such a wonderful picture and I feel like I was there. My oldest boy a few years back would go to the big local park with his mates and go to the bushiest area away from the crowd. They would gather big sticks and branches around the area, and build a little tippee that they would sit in and hide in their 'headquarters'. They would bring in food and sit there for a bit before hitting the local 'bowl' or the local streets towards the beach to skateboard/rollerblade the whole day The social play and interaction we have as children sets up us for real life challenges as adults, how we are more empathetic and social adept in adapting to our ever changing environment and people and react in a more level headed, sane way. thanks for sharing.
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RHP User
9 years ago
Was a pleasure. I'll have to say our parents weren't big fans of old dusty as we'd come home from every visit covered from head to toe in mud but us kids loved it. We had a shopping centre down the road for our bikes and skateboards when it shut at night and on the weekends, and we'd often sneak through a hole in the fence to watch the drive-ins across the road en masse on our bikes. All the locals knew us and sort of adopted us as the feral children who were always about the place. There really was a sense of community back then, with all us kids charging in and out of each others houses for whatever reason. My Dad died when I was 7 so the neighbourhood pretty much raised me and my brothers with my Mum working shift work as a nurse. Thus our house became ground zero for all the neighbourhood kids and this trend continued thru to our early adulthood. I guess it's one of the reasons I still like entertaining so much.
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RHP User
9 years ago
I hear you xxQ
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RHP User
9 years ago
Q it was really a void , not traumatic, nor ecstatic, end of story.
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sweetgem
9 years ago
My background plays a big part in shaping the person I am today :) so I guess it's the good that came out of the bad 😊 - Posted from rhpmobile
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tylannister
9 years ago
When I was three, we lived on a small farm in Tennessee in the American south. I remember sitting on the lap of a friend's grandfather while he asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I told him I wanted a pig. While he didn't give me a pig for my birthday, he did give me a goat. I also remember that my favourite joke at the time was a knock-knock joke that went like this: "Knock, knock." "Who's there?" "Cat food." "Cat food who?" "Cat food on you!" (At which point I would throw the fistfuls of dry cat food at the joke's recipient that I had hidden in my hands.) I thought it was hilarious.
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RHP User
9 years ago
my family's long (generational) military service. Consequently, we moved quite frequently. I went to nine schools in different states by the time I graduated and then joined the Navy. That was a fantastic experience in so many ways, though less so in some other ways. In much the same way as Jayme2 describes, we used to be out and about from sun up to sun down. Usually shirtless and shoeless. (Took to wearing more, and longer clothing as I got older as so many kids do here in Oz). I used to knock around with kids my age and a few years older. My brother is five years my junior so it was sometimes frustrating to have him tag along. Once he was school age, he started to form more friendships with kids his own age. We had some good, clean fun. We also got up to our share of mischief. Managed to avoid trouble (or getting caught) for the most part. Everywhere we lived, we used to cover a fair range on our bikes and skateboards. Different times and places, we: * built and raced billy carts in our street. These were constructed from three lengths of timber, rope steering, and secondhand bearings (from a local business) for wheels. * tinkered in the shed with Dad to learn our way around the tools from about knee high. * played ball sports in the local parks/sports fields. Our own yard was out of bounds for ball sports. Mum always worried we'd break windows (Soccer, Footy, "Forcings Back", Cricket, Brandy/Brandings). * bought "throw-downs", climbed and hid in trees, then startled the crap out of passing pedestrians. * caught tadpoles and frogs down the creek. Sometimes went fishing proper, though I've got to admit I didn't have much patience for it. * boxed at the Police Boys Club. * joined Naval Reserve Cadets (Sailing, Seamanship, Canoeing, Kayaking, Camping). * shot air rifles in nearby pine forests. * explored stormwater drains and building sites. * went swimming down the river (and later skinny dipping, drinking, smoking and bonfires). * worked in parent's businesses after Dad left the Service. * got roped in to assist/gain work experience on friends' farms. (Hay carting, docking & drenching sheep). Then there were the family trips to the beach, to barbeques etc. Road trips interstate to visit Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles... Heaps of stuff! (Of course, there were all the usual chores to do too). In the years since, I've travelled back to many of those places for different reasons and many good memories come flooding back.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Lol. Goat... Dear me. So what happened to the goat? Family Dinner guest? knock knock jokes are good ones as kids. I'm going to be wary now on any knock knock jokes you pounce on me next time we meet in Perth. Note to self: bring an umbrella when Ty says a knock knock joke.
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tylannister
9 years ago
@Summer - I know, right? I guess I had -some- sense of decorum then, at least! @Lily - I think the goats got sold with the farm a few years later. My goat's name, very originally I must say, was "Billy" and we wound up getting a female that in a fit of inspired pique we named "Molly". I liked the goats. Our geese, "George" and "Ethel", however, were mean, nasty critters and I was glad when we had them for Christmas dinner.
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Seachange73
9 years ago
Geese. Yep they can be nasty. I remember we were playing softball in the park not far fr a small lake . My little sister was 4yo n was playing under a tree. Out of nowhere a goose started chasing her pecking her. She ran in terror as I can see blood on her arms. I ran to her as quickly as my feet could take me with my bat in hand. Got there in time when my little sister stumbled to the ground and the geese was about to feast on her. In fear I swung my bat at it and hit it straight on the head. Then silence. I gathered my terrified little sister from the ground and ran home. Don't know what happened to the goose but it sure left a fear of feathered creatures in my sister.
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RHP User
9 years ago
Robin Hood Roulette I shot an arrow into the air. - Longfellow When I was thirteen,my brother eleven,and I would take my bow,and metal tipped arrows,to the local track oval,to play one of our secretdangerous games. Launching a shaftstraight up, untilwe lost sight of it,having no idea whereit would land,no place for shelter,blessed free,we zig-zagged and screamed,ecstatically terrified, surrenderingto our hurtling feathered fate. Joe Dulce. Boys will be boys, huh...
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RHP User
9 years ago
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where;For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where;For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke;And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow1807 - 1882
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RHP User
9 years ago
One of my fondest memories was when I was about 12 on a sizzling hot clear as a bell blue sky Perth summer day dropping in to my friend's house unannounced and letting myself in the back gate as I had done many times previously. We were very close mates and used to pretty much enter each other's houses and yards as free as if we were one of the family. As I walked thru the gate and swung right thru their patio area I noticed his mum sunning herself on lounge by the pool in her wet and see thru pale pink bikini, her tanned and toned body still glistening with water droplets having just got out of the pool. This was the late 70's / early 80's and her dark areolae and bush were very prominent. I always thought this lady was very attractive and was always keeping fit and wore little shorts and tank tops thru most of the summers. Her sunning herself by the pool in that bikini, with the waft of Reef Coconut Oil in the air is an image and aroma that is etched / burned in my mind until the day I die. Anyhow....I stammered and stuttered thru the next awkward 10 minutes whilst we had a chit chat....she asked after my mum and dad, asked what I had been up to during the holidays, usual small talk between and adult and a kid. In the end turned out that my mate was out for the arvo and would be back in a couple of hours. She would have been about 35/40 years old at the time and as comfortable in her own skin as I was uncomfortable in that situation trying not to make it obvious that I was looking but trying to let my eyes take in as much as I could. She did ask quite innocently if I wanted to stay and wait for my mate and have a swim in the pool......I said no and said I would drop back later in the day, eager to get home and dust off a Kmart or Target underwear catalogue and relieve some stress ha ha ha. Fondest memory and biggest regret (at that time) all in one day, not hanging around to take more of that gorgeous body in.
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RHP User
9 years ago
BONFIRES!!! Firecracker night oh how I miss you. I can remember going to my Nan's house every year up until they banned fireworks for the general public. Potatoes in jackets in the bonfire all my cousins and the neighbors kids all playing around the bonfire until some ungodly hour then the next morning tossing all the unexploded crackers that misfired in the remaining embers of the bonfire. Mind you living in Darwin as an adult did allow me to use fireworks once a year but the memory of cracker night as a child will always remain. - Posted from rhpmobile
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