What is your first memory?
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When I picked my room.  I remember that I was carrying a box full of stuffed animals and I placed it in the archway of my house.  Then I took a rabbit and went to the room on my left, I then put the stuffed animal in the middle of the room and sat down.  I was about 2 or 3, it was when we just moved in.  So, it's still my room.
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My first car was a 1975 Plymouth Duster.  I bought it from my parents for $2000.  They still make fun of me to this day, saying I got ripped off by some scam artists :-)\n\nI drive a 1992 Toyota Pickup today.  It's simple, yet functional and gets 30mpg.  Also, my dog can stick his whole head and neck out the window and it's easy to yank him back in if I need to do so in a hurry.
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ask you parents or grandparents. anybody that grew up in the 1960s and is old enough to remember but not old enough to forget.
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Deja Vu is the illusion of remembering scenes and events when experiencing for the first time.
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i got my first kiss when i was jus born.!!!!\n\nOk! I was 21 years old.
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You probably had a traumatic experience with one when you were too young to remember it.
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I have a weird memory when it comes to numbers.  I remember license plate numbers of cars in my family, dating back to 1963....but... if you asked me what I had for lunch yesterday, I probably couldn't remember
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Brilliant question!\n\nI was just talking about this with a friend. You have to savor the experience! Ok bear with me here......\n\nHow many times have you looked forward to something...prepared for a big day? Trained for that marathon? Practiced non stop for the big game? Prepared for that huge presentation at work? Readied yourself for the trip overseas? \n\nWhen it is all over.....why do you remember it???? Why is the memory even there? Because of the process we went through to get to that experience will always be instilled in our head. \n\nBut even the memory is not as important as the PROCESS in getting there. Forming the initial idea. Watching it grow from a seed planted in your head to a bud as it starts to thrive and build. Taking that idea and making it real. Attacking the necessary steps to make it happen. Knowing you are aware of those elements around you that are affected and dealing with each and ever obstacle one by one and you encounter it. Taking the leap.....going for it. Not looking back.....forgin onward. So you either fail or succeed. And at times you are lucky enough to feel a bit of both. Lucky you say? You bet!! Because look what happens......you experienced it and learned and then VOILA......the memory enters the picture. \n\nThe memory is the reminder of what success we can draw upon in the future and what failures we must learn from in our past.  Both are important.......But the experience creates the memory. You must have the knowledge, before having the foresight.
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This is my first one, Save Me.
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I REMEMBER IT! But my kid remembers it better, tho' he was just born then. Man..now it's going to drive me nuts (well MORE nuts).
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What about the first time you did something? Like the first time you rode a bike or crossed the road by yourself. It's a sense of accomplishment.\n\nTeachers love first-person, little kid stories. One of my sons just finished a story about the first time he and his brother slid down our indoor stairs on cookie sheets, like a tobaggon run.\n\nIt was not funny at the time, because they completely forgot about the glass door at the bottom of the stairs. However, no one was hurt. And  his teacher gave him an excellent mark for what turned out to be a funny and bright story about a little kid adventure.
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What first game?  Be more specific.
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I say First Response.
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When I was eight years old I almost drowned. My uncle tried to teach me how to swim in the deep end.He picked me up and threw me into the water. I fell straight to the bottom. All I remember is looking up at the surface and thinking what happened, and how long do I have to stay here. Then I blanked out. My mom said it was the scariest 3 minutes of her life. When the lifeguard rescued me I was blue and not breathing. Fortinately he knew mouth to mouth. That was my first KISS!!
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When I had my first child!
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My brother-in-law. I pretend he has amnesia and thus I have sympathy for him. lol. I'm still waiting for him to regain memory :0)
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When I was around 2 I remember laying in my crib and someones dog got in the house. I was just laying there watching it. This was in a small village my family spent the summer in. They stopped going when I was 3 but I have a lot of memories of it like picking wild berries and mushrooms, dad taking me down the river in a boat, and grabbing a handfull of stinging neetle (I think thats what its called) lol. \n\nSpeaking of food memories. same place for me. I used to eat berries as i picked them. My grandmother made string "necklaces" of wild mushrooms and dry them in an earth cellar. I loved the smell there. To this day mushrooms are one of my favorite foods.