Your First Memory?

Sliver said:
Quite honestly, I'm not 100% it's not a fabricated memory. I've read about how the brain can invent things that we interpret mistakenly as memories. I can still see the image of the donkey in my mind as I type, but maybe it's not a real memory like you say. Who knows ? Seems real to me.
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If you're interested in that sort of thing the book "The Invisible Gorilla: And Other Ways Our Intuitions Deceive Us" might be worth a read, it was to me at least :p Specifically the chapter on the illusion of memory.
 
My earliest memory is of being barely as tall as the toilet bowl, and walking up to it and being sick into the toilet.

It 100% never happened, but I definitely remember it. I assume it was a dream. But there you go.

Funny you should mention the fake memories bit, I feel like I remember getting given a little toy crane at our old house before we decorated it, but all the stuff from the 'memory' is in a picture of me holding it, on my birthday. I was really little in the picture so I'm pretty sure I don't remember it.

I remember the skirting boards and door frames in our house being blue as well, but I was only two when we moved in, and I'm sure they redecorated almost straight away (because it was horrendous). It must be from pictures again.
 
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how do you guys know what your earliest memory is anyway?

I have no idea what order my early memories should be in or what year they were.

I do however remember one of these
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bought new and I was born in 1981

must have been gaming at 2 years old :O
 
Zefan said:
If you're interested in that sort of thing the book "The Invisible Gorilla: And Other Ways Our Intuitions Deceive Us" might be worth a read, it was to me at least :p Specifically the chapter on the illusion of memory.
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Thanks. I'm all booked up at the moment, but I'll put that on my list of things to read.
 
We moved house when I was 3 years old & I can still remember the interior layout of the house right down to the carpet design in the living room however I remember it being absolutely massive & when I drive past it now it's actually tiny. For some reason I still remember the registration number of my dads car which he sold when I was 6 years old, I'm now 31. It was YCX991R.

As for the earliest memory, I remember being sat in a high chair whilst my dad made home brew, again at that house.

I actually have lots of memories of being aged 2-3.
 
Iamzod said:
We moved house when I was 3 years old & I can still remember the interior layout of the house right down to the carpet design in the living room however I remember it being absolutely massive & when I drive past it now it's actually tiny. For some reason I still remember the registration number of my dads car which he sold when I was 6 years old, I'm now 31. It was YCX991R.

As for the earliest memory, I remember being sat in a high chair whilst my dad made home brew, again at that house.

I actually have lots of memories of being aged 2-3.
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I have bad news for you. Your dad's Ford Granada was scrapped in 1994. :(

My earliest memeory is from when I was about 2. I jumped off the top bunk bed holding an inflatable airplane and my dad caught me.
 
Sat in assembly, and someone peed in the middle of the room, and everyone moved away to make a massive circle around them lol, that puddle was huge.
He must have been busting :p
 
I have a really early recollection barely a memory of my dad running up a bank to a canal tow path infront of me when I would have to have been 1-2.

I have some definite memories of around 2 from a camping trip in the forest of dean area, one of my dad having trouble manoeuvring the caravan between 2 trees and another of sitting in a car seat as we were approaching a tunnel on the M4 towards Cardiff somewhere.
 
I remember standing up in my cot crying at my Mum who was sleeping about 3 foot away from me and my Mum says I was in a normal bed before I was two.
I also remember at the age of two wandering off from the house and falling into the River Trent in my best sailor suit. I then remember a woman racing to get me (my babysitter apparently) and when I got home my daddy took his belt off and strapped me which is the only time he ever hit me. I then remember standing in the sink being washed by my Mummy (we didn't have a bath) and saying it didn't hurt when Daddy hit me.
I can't remember what happened yesterday though.
 
Oh go on, I'll share it with GD - why not. My earliest memory is one of my most disturbing - maybe that's why it's etched in there? When I was just getting mobile - could even have been before I turned 2, I used to climb out of my cot and get into bed between mum and dad. I have a vivid memory of just one instance of that. Was getting into their bed at the foot end, working my way up under the covers, noticed a hairy thing, briefly hesitated, continued, the end. Yes, the hairy thing was of course MY MUM'S FANNY. Nooooooooooooo!!! Aaarrrgh why in god's name do I remember that!!! :( I mean I don't remember eating her boobs at all, thank god - I guess it must be pretty well evolved into us to thoroughly forget that sort of business, so damnit why do I remember this!?

After that I have plenty of fairly detailed memory of the first house we lived in which we left before I turned 4 - what the lounge was like, layout of my/my brother's bedroom, stuff we did (jumping from his bed to my bed), playing with a small space lego set, one Christmas playing outside where I ran over my brother's new plastic cricket wickets in my pedal car :), etc etc
 
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Lad in my school once claimed that his dyslexia made his personal memory better, and he could remember swimming about his mums womb.
 
I can vaguely remember squeezing through the banister on the landing and falling into the staircase below, no idea how old I was (2-3 maybe) but I now understand my fear of falling.
 
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