Okay, don’t mind me but I just got a box of crayons and 4 new coloring books.
It really took me back to when I was in kindergarten and a box of crayons was the greatest thing in the world.
What takes you back to your childhood?
Cookies and nap time?
Your teddy bear?
Okay, so maybe for some of you, your “childhood” is more like your teenage years but I still want to hear about it. What makes you remember?
Kitty
One thing that always takes me back is the quiet when it snows. This is probalbly because I grew up in Ontario, where it snows a lot and now live in Vancouver, where it hardly ever snows at least not in the city (we keep the snow up on the mountains where we can play with it)
Sharon, Lois and Bramh’s The Elephant Show
The smell of crayons.
The smell of band-aids.
Peanutbutter and jelly sandwiches.
Looney toons.
My favorite fairy tales.
Swing-sets and oak trees.
Stuffed animals and raggedy-ann dolls.
Tuna casserole.
Watching my mom with my 5-YO foster-sister (she looks a lot like I did–it’s like watching a movie of the past.)
Interesting you should mention this. I was just having a conversation with my wife the other day about this very thing. She was amazed at how much I remember from my early childhood (age 7 and earlier) while she barely remembers anything from her early childhood. I even remember things as early as age 4.
So what brings back the memories for me?
Lately it’s been watching my 4 yr old doing things. Putting on his shoes reminds me of my dad teaching me at 4 how to tie my shoes. Putting my kids to bed reminds me of myself being tucked in by my dad. In fact I even say the same prayer to my kids that my dad said with me.
I think that the reason my early childhood memories are so strong is because when I was in 3rd grade, my parents sold our house and moved to a lake on the edge of the county. So all my memories are all classified as “Pre-move” or “Post-move”. Moving to the lake was an experience I wouldn’t trade for anything, but it was quite traumatic to be pulled from everything I was familiar with (school, friends, neighborhood, etc.) and forced to start all over again.