Your childhood
 

Fun topic.

I was struck on the head by a towtruck hook when I was a few years old (maybe 4 or 5). I remember a few important fragments of the event pretty vividly: one instance where I gained consciousness just long enough to see my Grandmother desperately wiping blood off my face with a cloth.

This was in Australia, and my Grandfather was pretty wild (believe it or not, he was friends with Steve Irwin's father). He used to use a giant hook and rope to knock off coconuts from a couple of tall palm trees in our backyard. They usually wouldn't do it when I was around, but I think I had somehow snuck past my Grandmother to get a closer look. For that short moment I was unattended the hook clipped my head on its way down.

I died.

Not really. But I probably could've.

I can't remember the hospital. I think I was unconscious throughout most of the chaos. But I was left with a scar over my eyebrow, which I still have today. It's an honest reminder of how curiosity can kill cat.

I was the really weird kid. Earlier in my childhood I remember barbeques at my house that every kid in the culdesac came to . . .or most of them . . . We had a playground. I remember playing Nintendo 64 later in my Childhood. I remember almost dying of meninjitis seven years ago, I rember going to a resteraunt called Friendly's, kinda like Denny's and DQ combined I remember being in Gil Scouts, I remember Saturday morning Caroons . . .

I miss those times . . .I can go on and on but I'll end with:

I remember the first time I saw an ice cream truck, I didn't know what it was. The guy gave me a lolipop and drove off XD

Most of my early childhood I remember being accident prone. Now I think I was just distracted by more important thoughts than where my body was headed. :rolleyes: Nearly drowned at 3 - jumped overboard to see the fish closer.
And I spent most of 1st grade making regular trip in an ambulance to the dispensary after recess. Always slamming my knees into the asphalt playground and havign to get my tight surgically removed and the knees sewn back up. Even did a 2 flight stair roll once, and only ended up with bruises.

I remember Mr. Charlie who drove the grocery truck and kept me stock with long licorice whips and LaBatt's Sherbet Fountains (ok, you Brits on here - find me a source, please!). Then there were the Guy Fawke's night fireworks and bonfires, and the Halloween Dad went out as a ghost in chains and scared many of his RAF colleagues.

During High School I was a stuntman at a movie studio on weekends and was in movies and TV. It was a great time and I don't regret the broken bones and other injuries.

I'm a 90's kid too, so for some reason I feel superior to 2000's kids lol

What I remember the best about my childhood is that no one really had internet. If you did have internet, it was for work, and it was boring to use for anything else. In America, pokemon was really popular, and so was light up shoes. I think sometime in the early 2000's, wheelies came out (shoes with wheels that pop out, similar to heelies but they came before) and kids kept cracking their heads open on them.

One of my favorite memories is the summer time when I was a kid in the 90's. We didn't have a pool, cause we couldn't afford it, so me and my sister would run down the street with no shoes on. We would play in the muddy rain water by the curb in front of the crack apartments. It was fun =] I also remember these strange sticky colored things, you threw them at things and they would stick. but after a day they were covered in hair. I think what I remember most is going to a place we called "paul's creek", every time I got back from there I had glass in my feet from broken beer bottles.


Sorry for saying so much, I ramble a lot lol

I remember our old news-agents where penny sweets actually only cost you a penny (£1 a week's pocket money stretched remarkably!) and Wednesday was the best day of the week because it was Beano Day. Calpol was about 90% sugar and we used to nick the bottle and drink spoonfuls of it when mum was out because that stuff was ~delicious~ and my elder cousin accidently overdosed on it and had to have his stomach pumped. Greedy so-and-so.

I dunno, lots of things, really. I grew up in the country side so i didn't see an actual computer until High school and it was an Acorn one. Yeah, the sort with the GIANT floppy disks and the green text and the print-outs with the holes down the side. Yeesh. And my family weren't flush, although we scraped and saved and got a pony eventually, so lots of memories of building dolls houses in the gaps in the dry stone wall and playing with the farm kittens and conkers and taking the horse out riding. Playing British Bulldogs.