<p>What do you remember/cherish most about your childhood?
As for me, we used to have a huge garden with a 6-seater swing. My friends and I would sit there and tell pretend stories about snakes we imagined were in our backyard.</p>
<p>What do I cherish most about childhood?</p>
<p>Not a worry in the world.</p>
<p>i used to play school, families, cash registerer with my younger sister.</p>
<p>and a moment i fully remember is (this was when i was like 6):
me and my bestfriend were climbing trees and my back jean pocket got caught on a limb and i didn't know and i jumped down and the whole pocket ripped open, and ripped open the bum area too. My undies color was brown and my friend laughed alot and i was really embarrased and i cried.
damn those cheap jeans</p>
<p>I would run around the house with my jammies... my house had airconditioning all over, and it felt really great.</p>
<p>I think one of the best memories was simply of doing cartwheels back in Scotland with my classmates in our school field which was a riot of daffodils during the warmer months. When it snowed, we'd run about and taste snowflakes << a practice now commonly dismissed as "unhygienic" :( <em>sigh</em></p>
<p>What do I cherish most about childhood?</p>
<p>The fact that I complained to stay up past 8 PM. Big mistake.</p>
<p>My younger brother and I would slide down the stairs on our Mattress.
I was not a troubled child, however, I did tend to want to see if things would burn. Once I took a can of my dads spray adhesive, sprayed a line on the concrete and lit it on fire.
The results were like the Delorian in "Back to the Future".</p>
<p>sleepisbliss: LOL!!</p>
<p>My collection of plastic rings. My parents used to let me collect anything so that I can "grow" and "find my way" and as a result, I have hundreds upon hundreds of Beanie Babies, dolphin-shaped things, and tin cans.</p>
<p>But I especially miss my plastic rings (stored away in a box somwhere in California). I remembered I had two red plastic skull rings. I had a cousin a year older than me who wanted one so badly.</p>
<p>I was mean and didn't let him have it. He was on his way home (he lived in Arkansas, and I lived in Los Angeles then) and he was crying. My mom said: "You'll regret you never shared such a small thing," so I ran after him and gave him both my rings. He gave one back, and then we were "skull buddies." I was like... six or seven.</p>
<p>My sweet cousin passed away a few months ago. I'm so glad I gave him that ring, or I would never had that memory to treasure.</p>
<p>I miss my childhood friends more than anything.</p>
<p>When you get older, you have the prospect of losing them.</p>
<p>Playing with my action figures. Me and my brother invented entire storylines and acted them out with the toys. The stories were generally similar to many action movies we saw. We had action figures, vehicles, buildings (i.e. the Ghostbuster station), etc. When I was very young (less than 5 years old), I had lots of those old Fisher-Price toys with the small people, not the big ones they started to make later on. I had a few houses, swimming pool, airport with planes, parking garage, a downtown/main street set-up, etc. I also had gas pump and camcorder, but those may not have been Fisher-Price. Ghostbusters was also big back then. I had everything from the action figures to the ghost trap with pneumatic doors. And I can't forget about all of the toy guns (handguns, assault rifles, uzi, etc.).</p>
<p>Bumping this thread as only a mother would. It is so fabulous. Please, students, keep posting here!</p>
<p>My childhood was filled with demands and expectations. I had to be the best at everything I did, and I WAS(<---capitalized for emphasis) the best at everything I did.</p>
<p>This trend continued till I reached 10th grade and made some bad (good?) life choices. Now, I'm not the best, I'm just mereley "ookay".</p>
<p>Meh.</p>
<p>I'll agree with what some1 said earlier..."not a worry in the world."...just wantin to have fun.</p>
<p>AND I was a cute lil kid...i think...girls would gather around and squeeze me back then and go awwwwww...i'd like more of that ;)....actually i'm too whipped to my girl lol.</p>
<p>But yeah...no worries...always a good thing...and...i coulda cared less about what a "final" or "paper" was...</p>
<p>Effulgent...my condolences about your cousin..i know how it feels to lose some1 you love....5 ppl in 5 years...life goes on though...sigh...:(</p>
<p>joshua park....climbing on those huge rock hills with 2 awesome friends</p>
<p>during elementary school...this girl...</p>
<p>sand castles...</p>
<p>friday night's at friends houses playing 007 on nintendo64 and just having a blast!</p>
<p>forest home summer camp... wow what a blast. </p>
<p>these girls in middle school that liked me. =D</p>
<p>freshmanyear of highschool... ymca bball w00t w00t</p>
<p>Oh oh! Making "sand traps" in the the park's huge sandpit with my mom where you first dig a hole and cover the top with big leaves and more sand on top. Both of us would walk precariously around it till we forget where the hole is exactly... until-- whumpf-- one of us falls in. <em>giggles like a kid</em></p>
<p>playgrounds, playing tag, action figures, legos (why has this not been mentioned yet?!), video games -- donkey kong!!, digging in the sand and building waterways, hotwheels racetracks, innocence, nonchalance ...</p>
<p>..Ah, the list goes on</p>
<p>Aw, this thread is cute.
When I was in first and second grades, I used to sleep over at my best friend's house, and she, her twin brother, and I would play with this huge table full of Legos in their basement. We made up really elaborate games involving pirates and orphans, heh.
Their family had six kids, and we played on the trampoline and swam all the time.
Being seven was nice.</p>
<p>Everything was awesome and happy. I used to go out with my parents and it would just be fun. They'd tease me about my future. They want(ed) me to go to an HYPMS-type uiversity and back then, I actually thought it was possible.</p>
<p>That and I'd never worry about school, had no idea what the SATs were, and was super carefree. lol I actually looked forward to growing up. What a pain!</p>
<p>Almost catching the house on fire with firecrackers...that was somethin else</p>