It has now become so easy and convenient to capture moments by taking videos and pictures and instantly sharing them with people from around the globe. Parents even make fb accounts of little kids as soon as they are born
This wasn’t the case in the past. What are some of the things your parents still have of you from your childhood? Video tapes, cassette recordings, picture albums or what?
Also what would be one really best memory that you still cherish about your childhood?
PS if you got childhood pics and you feel comfortable sharing them, all the more good
they have tonz of photos and almost all of my report cards (from grade 1 to 9th grade)
I do not have problem in sharing my childhood pics to the people I can share it with. just last summer I started a project of scanning negatives and converting all the photos to digital format since my mom has flatly rejected my request to send me few pics :( She said, she has only 1 copy of each pic and she want to keep it ...
there are almost 65-70 rolls of negative (with 36 photos each) that I have to scan. Then there are many pics without negative. I know its a Long journey but I have embarked on it anyway :)
my mom and dad have all my report cards, my shields, trophies etc. Mama also has these cassette recordings of my sister and I as well as loads of home videos.
She showed me that day my first ever little story I wrote in English when I was about 4 lol. It was so funny :D
since we lived in a village in India, we didn't have even the basic amenities, let alone any luxuries of life...no electricity, no running water, no fridge, no stove...things changed dramatically when we moved to a city in India and then eventually to the west. i've no pic of my childhood...no tangible memories of whatsoever except what elders tell me how i looked like or how i was as a child. my earliest pic that i have was taken when i was like 15 years old. :(
i wasn't alone to be deprived of memories...this was the case with most villagers back then. so i had no feeling of deprivation because we didn't know about such luxuries.
since we lived in a village in India, we didn't have even the basic amenities, let alone any luxuries of life...no electricity, no running water, no fridge, no stove...things changed dramatically when we moved to a city in India and then eventually to the west. i've no pic of my childhood...no tangible memories of whatsoever except what elders tell me how i looked like or how i was as a child. my earliest pic that i have was taken when i was like 15 years old. :(
i wasn't alone to be deprived of memories...this was the case with most villagers back then. so i had no feeling of deprivation because we didn't know about such luxuries.
But still share one best memory that you remember of your childhood !
I have lot of memories and I have an album where I stored important memories, like once we were at beach and my sister pushed me into sea and took a picture.
Of all things from childhood, most memorable is the sign board which had picture of skulls and bone with Khatra 11000 volts written on it which I got by climbing 15 feet electric pole in Jaisalmer:), My intention was to put the sign board using the barbed wire that is around it as tenterhooks around my mother's name plate:D
Of all things from childhood, most memorable is the sign board which had picture of skulls and bone with Khatra 11000 volts written on it which I got by climbing 15 feet electric pole in Jaisalmer:), My intention was to put the sign board using the barbed wire that is around it as tenterhooks around my mother's name plate:D
You were a naughty kid Kaur
Grandfather had promised to take us to his daughters house in the evening. Come evening he refused. I bugged him so much he got angry and said some nasty words (something to do with Shiv lingam). I had no idea what it meant - reported it verbatim to my mother. He said " I was just asking him to pray to Lord Shiva.
After all these years I know what he meant. And I still get a kick out of it.
He ended up taking us to our athai's house where we had godumba dosai and decaution coffee
Grandfather had promised to take us to his daughters house in the evening. Come evening he refused. I bugged him so much he got angry and said some nasty words (something to do with Shiv lingam). I had no idea what it meant - reported it verbatim to my mother. He said " I was just asking him to pray to Lord Shiva.
After all these years I know what he meant. And I still get a kick out of it.
He ended up taking us to our athai's house where we had godumba dosai and decaution coffee
After some day I caught six chameleons because they could change their color and put them up in the mousetrap, caged shape:), It took me six hours to catch them individually:D
That decaution coffee is excellent thing, during our DU exam days, my tamilian friend used to make it so that we can stay awake all night:D, it had very good psychological effect then:)
