I have memories from the time I was around two or three years old. My mother has validated these memories, therefore I know I am not crazy or making stuff up...
My first memory takes place in Guatemala, I am sitting on the back porch of our house in Mita, someone gave my mother a puppy and I instantly fell in love with it and carried it every where with me, the most vivid memory I have is of me feeding the puppy on the back porch with a baby bottle...a few days later I think that puppy died...
I remember some kids coming to our house one time, they asked my mom if she had any place they could spend the night because the next day they were going to pick mangos at a nearby farm...
I remember watching Voltron, there were a few older girls there and I remember one of them braiding my hair, I think my mom told me they were my aunts...
I remember trying to spin some plates on a stick, apparently that was very popular at one time in the late 70's early 80's...
I remeber jumping from my grandmother's dresser onto the bed with my uncle, at one point he caught up with me, I jumped, he jumped too soon and landed on me, I landed on the footboard and broke a tooth... I was three...
Coming next, memories of migrating to the US...
2 comments:
I used to watch voltron too!
Comment from the SIL.
And I broke a front tooth also, but can't blame my uncles, just a step.
Comment from the SIL.
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