What is your first memory?

It was a Kingston KVR133X64C3/512 - 512MB DIMM 133Mhz CL3.0 SDRAM

I woke up one day and suddenly realized I “was” and couldn’t remember anything previous to then.

Maybe like 4 to 6, asked my older brother if he had the same thing happen to him growing up and he said “yeah, I guess” and then left, like he always did. So I figured the amnesia mixed with consciousness was normal and have been remembering the suffering since, lmao.

Not my first memory.

When I was eight years old, I was wondering how long I could remember something. So I started an experiment. I decided to remember what I did that day for as long as possible. Every evening when I was in bed I would try to remember it. That was 30 years ago and I still remember that that day I went playing with a friend and we tried to make a swimming pool in his parents backyard and we played with some wild cats.

I hope I can keep the experiment going until I'm at least 90+

I vividly remember my parents cheering and crying with joy when the Berlin Wall fell in 1989. We have extended family and friends in Germany so we were all ecstatic. I've given it some thought and I'm pretty sure that is my oldest memory. Pretty neat as far as those things go i guess.

I think my earliest one was going to the doctor once when i was like 2 years old, I know it happened before dad came back from the US and that was when I was 2 and I also have memories of that day.

Throwing a stuffed fish down the stairs (I think, there's a couple of really early ones)

I have a very detailed memory of my great-grandmothers appartment. There are no pictures of this place at all, but i clear remember the arrangement of furniture and decoration. The appartment was cleared and sold shortly after she died. I was 15 month old when she died.

Pushing a tricycle around the yard. It was too big for me to ride. About 3 years old. I know it's my real memory because it's very sensory, the grass was tall and tickled my legs, and the trike was rusty and squeaked. It feels slightly alien, I can't quite understand 3 year old me.

I have memories of potty training. I wish I didn't.

I think it is when I fell down an escalator when I was 4 or 5 years old. Apparently I was fine. I generally don't remember much from my early life but I guess the trauma from that set it into my mind. I'm currently 27 for reference.

Good question

Me standing next to the living room sofa at age slightly less than 4

I can remember lying in my cot with a Mr men book. It's more of a photo on my mind than an entire memory of a moment

Either going to take a nap in daycare, or being told to wait until the digital clock said something (around a minute or two) and being capable of understanding that I’d get what I wanted at that time.

My first clear memory is my parents dragging me on Spaceship Earth, literally kicking and screaming because I thought it was going to be scary. I can still see that one like it was yesterday and to be fair to baby me, you ever see a ball that big floating off the ground?

My first memory is a bit of a sad one, my dog passing

I was probably 5 at the time and was running around the apartment with my Great Dane. I ran and hid under the desk and he ran into it and a speaker hit his head. It's a blur from that point but I just remember later that night it was me and my mom on the couch and she had an x-ray of his skull and she told me he passed.

I think it's my first, I have a hard time knowing when a memory happened but it feels like my earliest memory. I know it happened before the Super Nintendo came out because I clearly remember getting a Super Nintendo at KB Toys xD

I remember sitting on the floor in the living room with my mom watching her play The Legend of Zelda on NES. She was working on earning Link's white tunic and getting frustrated so she put me to bed. I truly believe this memory is what sparked my life long love for video games(particularly Zelda). I was born in 87 so this is a pretty early memory.

I remember pretending to fall asleep and having my dad carry me up to my bed. I was about 2.

I have bits and pieces of older memories but my first "true" memory where I remember everything vividly was 9/11. So yeah... Fun

Sitting in a high chair in a kitchen with a dirty diaper, and being displeased at the sensation.

Going to college.

I grew up in a cult, and I seem to have suppressed most of my childhood. Of course, I have bits and pieces -- like little flashbacks from my childhood days -- but I don't really have a coherent childhood story. From college onwards is when my life story makes sense to me.

My dad making a batman marble disappear before my eyes.

Waking up this morning, or maybe something important from yesterday if I concentrate... 🤔 how did I get here?

Me in my wooden crib while our cat (Grendel) stared at me with his glowy night eyes xD

My mum enters the room first. Then my dad. My dad leaves first. Then my mum. When I was around 4-5 years old, i decided I'll remember this forever. I think I will. I really hope i got the order right.

My sister pushed me down the stairs while I was learning how to walk.

Barn cat with kittens in tow walking on top of the brick garden edging out front of the home my parents lived in when I was born.

Nothing much. Fuck SDAM.

Looking at a picture of my first birthday cake in a photo album. However I don't remember the actual cake directly or anything else from back then lol.

I don't even remember. My childhood is just a blur at this point and I'm only 19 ffs.

playing catch with a wiffle ball in the hallway with my grandpa when i was probably 3 years old. Had to have been 3 or earlier, since he died when I was 3.

Choking on a potato chip.

I dont know what this says about me, but I only have bad memories from my childhood. Not that I had a bad childhood (I think), but somehow those are the one that stuck on my head.

Examples:

• Being grounded by my parents
• Falling off a 2 floor
• Being grounded in kindergarten
• Eating too many sour candies and needed to go the hospital

Anyway, happy Thursday

Around age 3, riding my tricycle on the sidewalk around the side of the house, asking my mom or dad, "when will I become a grown-up?"

My mom bringing home a grocery bag full of dinosaurs toys from a yardsale. I had to be like 4.

Some old song.

I was two years old and my parents walked through a children's haunted house at disney. I vividly recall shadows of witches and cackling.