Childhood Reflections

[Axegrabber]

So...It's almost been 2 years since becoming a brony, oh how the years have passed. Heh who knew babysitting my next door neighbor would prove so fruitful.

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Time seems to be slipping by to fast now, and yes I'm still rather young in that context but it truly has for me.  My childhood has now passed, and the things I wished I had done in that time are now lost.

I guess i was different from everyone else when i was small now that i think of it...I said what was one my mind, and the thoughts i said aloud were not in everyone's interests (which was not a smart thing to do since my elementary school teachers kinda formed a unity against me...true story[I'll never forgive you, my Gr.4 teacher, calling me "Rover" instead of my actual name]) A good example of this is how I once said that we should stop reading books in which a character so close to the main one would die...I got sent to the office for that....for the entire day...
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Hmm...heh, Tiarawhy's new animation brought back a nostalgia feeling inside me, Cowboy Bebop was the first thing I watched. Ever.(Witch Hunter Robin right afterwards) My mom was going through an anime faze when i was about 2-4 years old. According to her,(since I don't remember)  she tried to get me too watch more "appropriate" shows for my age, I cried...and when she put on Dora i cowered in fear(god i hate Dora)

Speaking of Tv shows, my parents still hold this on thing against me. I was what? 6-7...yeah around that. Anyway, my dad was flipping through the channel and stopped on, politics, eeyup...politics. He went through and saw it was going all through the day, he turned towards me and in such a delightful tone he said "Look Ryan! Politics is on!" Now still being clueless as ever i mistook it for an anime ( *Epic facehoof*) and I got all excited...very excited, I yelled at him to put it on and called out for my sister (who is 2 years older then me) to come downstairs. Well when she got downstairs finally dad put it on. He still jokes about for my facial expression was priceless, when he first put it on my face was full of bliss, this big grin on my face...well as you can guess that didn't stay the way it was.
It took about 5 minutes in total for my face to go from this big goofy grin into a state of pure melancholy, and so i turned to him a whelped in despair "This is boring!" Well they haven't stopped joking about it and still use it as conservations starters even now, well...there is also "NO, NO HOME DEPO!" but that's just going to turn this rant into...well more...boring...i don't know most of you might think so.

My moms office...it used to be called the "Black Hole" for it used to be my dads, and...well he collected lots of old computers when throwing them out was allowed, and it just piled itself up. It now all in the basement...it looks terrible but at least we don't go down there often. Geez, look at this room(wait you can't) It's has so much room now, there's a couch, a nice desk...and a whole lot of typewriters since my mom started collecting them...she's a writer by the way.

Looking into my moms room I now look into my own, it's blue...very blue...now don't get me wrong, we didn't decide to paint it blue because i was a boy, though sadly for my sister it was and she got a pink fairy filled room, she wants to burned it down to the very foundation of this house now. Anyway back to my room, i went through a faze (and still going through, though now it's more of a hobby) of the ocean, so my mom painted my room with ocean waves clouds and fish. Before it was painted it was this wood room, no paint at all...just wooden walls that scared the sh** out of me when i was 2 (yes i remember when i was 2...more or less the scary stuff, like that nightmares with the oil painting[i never knew that it was, but apparently so, well the style more or less) My rooms full of ship models, clocks, and just art in general...plus tons of clutter(i should clean my room again)

Well I should stop now, if you read this all the way through (though most of you will cause your all interesting individuals yourselves) I congratulate you.

So, childhood memories thread commence!



First thing i ever read, age 3 or 4
(screw you elementary school, thinking i needed to be with a helper who in the end thought i was gifted or something[I'm not of course, i just read...she gave me good experience on how to talk to adults though, used a couple teachers back then in doing so...])

[Lord of Madness]

I dont have any do to the fact I have pretty much no memory at all of me being a child 

[PrincessButton]

I READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH IT. Where is my medal? o 3 o
Just kidding, but I love that animation, I think I get the same sort of feeling you were describing.. Nostalgia~

And somewhat like Madness it's hard for me to remember my childhood, I kinda...blocked it out subconsciously.  I dunno..

[Lord of Madness]

I READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH IT. Where is my medal? o 3 o
Just kidding, but I love that animation, I think I get the same sort of feeling you were describing.. Nostalgia~

And somewhat like Madness it's hard for me to remember my childhood, I kinda...blocked it out subconsciously.  I dunno..

I think its because I really look towards the future rather than my  past which are events I cannot control anymore.

[PrincessButton]

I READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH IT. Where is my medal? o 3 o
Just kidding, but I love that animation, I think I get the same sort of feeling you were describing.. Nostalgia~

And somewhat like Madness it's hard for me to remember my childhood, I kinda...blocked it out subconsciously.  I dunno..

I think its because I really look towards the future rather than my  past which are events I cannot control anymore.

Looking forward, not back. Good motto! I agree. 

[Chishio Kunrin]

I might be back later with tales I was told, but probably not tales I remember (if I do, it'll be with less detail, as I don't want to depress anyone or break any rules). The fact is, shortly after Kindergarten, I blocked out all memory of Kindergarten because it was apparently legitimately traumatizing. In 1st grade, I couldn't even remember why I had thought that I wouldn't pass Kindergarten.

I barely remember elementary school, and I only kind of remember middle school.

[LaptopCommandStation]

I can't really remember any part of my childhood apart from the day my brother almost died 14 years ago.  But I have a recurring memory problem, as I sometimes can't remember what I ate last night, or stuff like that