My Earliest Childhood Memory Essay

My Earliest Memories

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My Earliest Memories

My earliest memory doesn't stretch very far back. I know all the
details of my birth and the hospital I was born in (Neath General),
but of course not from memory! All these details have been hammered in
by my parents. Now then lets see if I can rummage into the deepest
corners of my memory and retrieve some fragments of lost information!

The first thing that I can remember from my childhood is visiting
Margam Park with my father. I must have been around the ages of two or
three, as my younger brother was not yet born. I can remember the day
quite clearly, as we often took this exciting day out, as it seemed to
me! I remember my father telling me to wave my mother goodbye as she
made her daily visit to a thing she called 'work'. I remember toddling
through fairytale land and marvelling at all the fairytale creatures
and their homes. I can also remember feeding the ducks in the lake. I
can recall being quite scared as they all came crowding around me,
hungry for a tasty morsel to eat!

Not long after this chapter of my life another one opened. My younger
brother Sean was born. Instead of now being the focus of my parent's
attention, they had another baby to care for. So I made my brother the
focus of my attention as well. I tried to be really helpful and
protective to this little 'thing' my parents cared for so much. I
helped at bath times and protectively stood in front of his pram if a
strange visitor arrived. What a pity that, that little 'thing' turned
out to be such a terror!

When I was about three years old I can remember a women coming to
survey the roof of our house. I remember being quite excited at this,
as the women was one of those executive types with a clipboard and
calculator. My mother tells me I followed her all around the house
with the TV remote in my hand, making calculations and basically

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imitating her every move. Maybe this was a glimpse of things to come
of my own possible actions in years to come.

My infant years flew by and by the tender age of three and a half I
started the biggest adventure of my life! Nursery school. I think this
was one of the best years of my life as there was no homework, angry
teachers or vile school lunches! Nursery only lasted the morning and
the afternoon left a gap for my daily nap. My nursery teacher was
called Mrs Morgan, and even to this day when I walk home from
Comprehensive I still see her on her way home. The main thing that
remains in my mind about nursery is the mad rush at break time to grab
the best car/bike from the playground/yard. They were lined up neatly
in two rows, but by the end of break time could be found halfway up
the street with some little three year old trying to make a break for

The next few years were quite a blur to me; they raced by just like
the three year old trying to make a getaway. Strange that I can
remember nursery but not infant school. The only thing I can recall
with prompts from photographs is me dressed angelically in a blue
checked dress with a white wool cardie, complete with long white socks
(pulled up to my knees!) and patent black shoes. This must have been
my first day at school. I can remember being quite mystified at the
idea that I had to spend the whole day at 'big' school. No time for an
afternoon nap! At the age of eight I made the journey to junior
school. Now instead of being in my old playground I was in with the
big people. I can remember there being two corners each around either
side of the school. They were nicknamed one the 'boys' corner, and the
other the 'girls' corner. The 'girls' corner was the scene for a very
painful moment of my life. I was with a gang of friends playing some
sort of game. I can't remember exactly which one, as they all seem the
same to me now! Anyway it had been raining earlier on in the morning
and the ground was really quite slippery. I can remember running as
someone tried to catch me, and the next thing I knew I was on the cold
gravely floor, a throbbing pain surging through my leg. I recall
trying to be brave and not cry, even though the pain was unbearable! I
was sent to the teacher and nothing more was done about it. I was sent
to dinner as usual, but I could hardly walk! I can remember my friend
Catherine calling me 'leggy Peggy', as I tried to hop to dinner, the
excruciating pain still in my leg! I remember one unsympathetic dinner
lady moaning as my 2 friends tried to help me to the canteen 'she can
walk herself, leave her alone, she's not a baby!' Little did she know
that later that day my mother would come to pick me up to take me to
Neath General Hospital-Just in case! Nobody suspected I would have
broken my leg - But how wrong they were!

The next thing after that that I can remember is another big change in
my Comprehensive School. I'm now in my fourth year in Glan Afan and
what a four years it has been! I've been in Court Challenge, the
annual school production and a reporter for the school magazine 'The
Avonian'-amongst other things! Glan Afan has been and still is a
challenging, but enjoyable chapter in my life! I just hope the
following two years will hold as much excitement and fulfilment!

First memories of oneself can be easily confused with fabricated memories made by looking at old pictures, movies, and hearing stories related to one’s personal history. This is the case for me: I have seen so many home movies, heard so many stories about myself, and seen so many pictures about my early childhood, I do not know for certain what my first memory is in actuality. Since I cannot pinpoint my first memory exactly, I will unfold a series of memories that were the earliest in my childhood.

I remember at night looking through the large glass windows of our living room at the huge pine trees and douglas fir trees, which brushed against our white fence. The trees would sway sometimes violently in the wind, as it was common in Seattle at night. I would watch the trees dance, believing to see many frightening and strange shapes forming in the dark, as if the trees were alive in a conscious way. The trees would shift into the types of monsters my imagination dreamed up. I would tell my mother about the shapes and forms, but

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