Humor: Childhood memories 85 Articles

by Marisa Crane

"A characteristic of the normal child is he doesn't act that way very often."-Unknown "Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home." -Bill Cosby At the wise age of 2 year...read more

by DL Ollman

When I was eight and my sister ten, we decided to have a great adventure one sunny afternoon. We lived in country away from the hustle and bustle of city life. This also meant we were left to our own devices for entertainm...read more

by Vickie Hoyt

I have many happy childhood memories. This one is about running away from home. I guess, I should say the attempt of running away from home. It's almost too ridiculous to talk about, but I'm hoping my readers all have ridi...read more

by Risa

Oh, We Went for a Ride in the Car: I have a tendency to stray off the known path. I may have inherited it from my father. He loved to travel and he had an intense curiosity to see what was over the next hill or down tha...read more

by Ubi Miranda

The Dogs and I Late 1970's Prologue "You have to wait until Christmas, then you may ride it." My father said as he led me to the kitchen over my vain protests. The dream of my life was coming to pass! Only six yea...read more

by TNT

Don't get mad ....... get even, and above all ....... get even with a sense of humor, even if said humor is a bit twisted, geared toward the troublemaking baby of the family. Let me give you, Dear Reader, just a bit...read more

by Tisha Gramann

Death by Water Skiing After a long summer of hearing all the glories of my cousins water skiing talents, I figured it was about time to show my family that the same blessed blood ran in my veins as well. "To think," ...read more

by Daniel M.

When I reflect back on my childhood, the most humiliating moments I've experienced as a kid somehow present themselves in my mind with the utmost clarity. It's as if my subconscious is providing me some internal therapy th...read more

by Rick Dwinnell

COLLECTING It all started out innocently enough, with my family, on an errand to the local store. As we pulled into a parking space, all I could think about was the toy section. Once my dad shut the car off, I got out o...read more

by Melissa Brown

This morning I ruined a whole bowl of my favorite cereal. The wonderful anticipation of the first bite while sitting out on the deck this morning was ruined by BMS. That's Blinky Milk Surprise. My poor dog, Hank was jus...read more

by J. Michael Brown

The Wagon Ride Every child likes to ride in wagons. It is a kind of a ritual growing up. Riding in wagons was a big deal in the little town I grew up in, and many of my playmates and I enjoyed the journeys of going do...read more

by Jon Coe

I have some very sporadic, but vivid memories of my dog Stardust. He was an overwhelmingly friendly greyhound with overwhelmingly boisterous habits. He loved people, especially our village Policeman. I was very lucky to...read more

by Shasta Daisy McCarty

The Cobbler's Children go Barefoot (and the Clockmaker's Kids Never Know What Time it is) My father repaired clocks for a living when I was growing up. He worked on everything from 100 year old wooden geared clocks to ...read more

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by Denise Calaman

Family Vacation - My Favorite Childhhod Memory There are alot of memories of my childhood that I treasure. Sucking on honeysuckle along our fencerow, riding my big wheel and my dad piling all the neighborhood kids in...read more

by pig pen

One of most memorable childhood memories happened between December and April when I was 7 years old. Its not one of those things that I am particularly proud of, but it does make me laugh every time I think about it. My pa...read more

by A. Jill Gaebel

First Love Brad Forsythe was a hottie. True, he was pretty aggressive and a year younger than me, but what do such things matter when you are in love? At seven years old, he see...read more

by Judy Evans

What's a thirible? Tom clambered on to the box that stood by the back fence, hooked his elbows over the top and stood on tiptoes. "Hey. Archie. You wanna come down the creek?" he asked. "I can't," he said, snif...read more

by Shiya Sims

The Tree Campers and a Duck A couple years ago I went camping up to Beaver Lake. It was with my grandparents and two of my cousins, Brielle, who was my age, and Camden, who was two years younger. It was our favorite ...read more

by Rhonda Crone

The year I turned thirteen, I went with my folks on a summer road trip to California to see my mom's two sisters who lived there. I couldn't bear the thought of leaving Skyville, with it being so fabulous and all, for bloo...read more

by Ned Burke

Why I Don't Recall My Early Years They say few of us can remember what happened the first years of our lives. However I have a cousin Earl who says he can recall his actual birth and even the sadistic face of the d...read more