Thanks to The Daily Prompt‘s new blog post idea, I get to write about my earliest childhood memory.
Before I begin with my earliest memory, there is a bit of a family history that you should probably know. When I pose the same question to my sister about her earliest memory she’d tell me some stories about things that happened when she was just 6 months old. I think that’s an elaborate cock and bull story that she always pulls off on me. My father’s told me that his Uncle could remember things that happened when he was in his Mother’s womb. Well,…Let’s just say that I’m reserving my judgment on that. So, in a family with such ‘history’ of good memory I seem to lack that skill very much. See that little baby in the left side of blog’s banner ? That’s me but I have no memory of that phase of my life.
My earliest childhood memory is in my kindergarten classroom. In the first few months of school I felt very homesick but was fortunate enough to have a sweet classteacher Mrs Ramathilakam who put with a whole class of cry babies. I was also quite lucky to have a kind girl for a classmate. I remember her face vividly. She was a very fair and chubby girl with a coconut tree hairstyle much like mine and she brought the coolest set of goggles to school everyday.
Every time I cried, she would put on the goggles and give me a big smile. Then, I would stop crying. If she put down the goggles, I would cry. This went on for sometime but never once did she stop being cheerful. I don’t remember how we both talked to each other. She spoke Malayalam and I spoke Tamil and neither of us knew much English to have a lively conversation. Yet, we both laughed and smiled at each other. She was also the first person to teach me a Malayalam word “Vellam”(Water). I don’t remember much of my kindergarten though. I think she left the school in UKG. It is all very vague right now. I try hard to recollect her name but I guess it has just left the realms of my memory.
Yeah.. Vague it may be but thinking about all those good memories brings some warmth to the heart and I hope the girl grew up to be a kind person as she was the day I met her. So, what’s your earliest childhood memory ?
I remember my kindergarten days too…my dad kept getting transferred and every time we moved i would have a new school and new friends and it all made for so many memories…thanks for reminding me of them again
That’s so cool ! Glad the post brought you back those memories 🙂
It’s a nice idea to write ones childhood memories. Your blog is the first thing I read after woke up and it took me back to the childhood days.
The goggle kid’s effort to make you smile so impressive :).
Keep blogging Vandhana.
PS: I see no difference with your childhood photo and your gravator 😉
ha ha 🙂
Glad it took you back down the memory lane 🙂
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This is a great post for the daily prompt 😉 That girl sound like an absolute angel!
Thank you 🙂
Great post. It also reminds me of my first day in school and brings back lots of nice memories 🙂
Thank you 🙂 Glad it did 🙂
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lovely! i wish you get a chance to meet her once!
May be because of her, you’d be kind towards all the malayalis. 🙂
Ha ha 🙂 May be I am and I have some wonderful Malayali friends 🙂
I remember her name. Its Mithra 🙂 I DO have a good memory. Proof for that is that I remember seetha athai and I was able to identify her sister based on facial resemblance. Remember? Puzhudhivakkam.
Thats a cute memory 🙂
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Very interesting writing Vandhana. Writing about ‘those’ days is always a good idea. Something that in my opinion never goes ‘out of fashion’. The fun part is to sit back after writing and wondering about the strange ways in which some of the most imponderable of events remain firmly rooted in our memories. Hai Na?
Great story. Someone who did you a great kindness when you were hurting, and who knew the power of laughter which transcends any language. Proof that good deeds often live on and continue to work their magic.
And I liked the picture of you in your red dress. I can tell it’s a school picture, because you’ve obviously fallen asleep in class again… : P
I don’t remember it really, but I’m famous in my own family for my first spoken complete sentence. When my father got home from work, I informed him: “Big bug bit Momma!” Yes, even at a tender age, I had a natural flair for the dramatic… : )
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That picture is actually from a costume contest in a TV show that I participated in. I thought of putting the picture of me with the costume on but that would have been too embarrassing ! 😉
Wow ! you spoke a big sentence ? That’s impressive but not surprising coming from you 😀
Thank you Kate 🙂
Delightful!In another world,I remember next to nothing from my kindergarden days.Apart from the fact that this really sweet girl used to sit beside me.And nah,I don’t remember her name:D
ha ha 🙂 So I’m not the only one who has problems with remembering names !
I enjoyed reading about your childhood memories.
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