I think my earliest memory having goose that lived on our back garden there were a couple of goose and we used to bottle feed them and I remember using babies bottles to feed baby goose they were triplets and I remember the smell of the milk kept in silver containers in the kitchen I just remember holding the bottle on to the goose mouth. White brown and white bottle red nipple.
My first memory is in a 100 square feet apartment, or a space I would say. It was the first place I lived since I has born. I think my first memory should be at my age of two or three. My mum was working next to the wooden bench where my dad used to steep on as a bed. We were too poor to have more beds. My mum worked on plastic components for a factory or something. It was labor work she collected those components from the factory and worked from home. And I was on a mini thing 3 wheel bike tricycle? And asked her to play with me from her back se was too busy to play with me but as she told me she would hold me for a second and put me down very soon and continue her work I wonder I felt her love.
My earliest memory is living in my dad’s house, he was doing a tub, he was busy everyday building works so he builds me a cardboard house of my own, so I played house in that cardboard’s house and I had little tea pot that it was made of green radiator valve which I use to serve tea with and that it is my earliest memory.
My first memory has to be watching my father and my brother playing cricket in our back garden really small drive really really small 10 or 15 feet long my brother about six at the time he smacking it on the back of my father and we were laughing and playing I must be about three at the time I was desperate to joining so I run out to join them and go and play and I remember tricking over the stairs on the way out landing straight on the ground head first on to the floor I remember everybody crowding around me to come and see how I was the next thing I remember waking up at hospital laughing as loudest as I could because I was so young and having stitches in front of my head asking for ice cream I am looking back know and I think it is quiet hilarious moment in my life and I looked back to the stitches on my head and I always remember because it is the first time I recognise cricket as sport I play it now and always look back to this memory to remember how I started to play cricket
I think I am certain this is my earliest memory because I don’t remember anything before it. I knew it is one of my earliest memories because I checked with my parents years later. Because it is the memory of a place I have been once I think I was two years old and it would it be the city of Beirut in Lebanon and that it is where my aunt and uncle lived for many years before they moved to the states, they’ve gone leaving Iraq which is where my aunts, my father and my dad’s sister and brother lived on north of Iraq , I try to think when it would it been, I think around 70’s sometime one aunt and uncle moved to Egypt and the other aunt and uncle moved to Beirut and that’s might be one of the times we were visiting them the reason it is one of my earliest memories it is because it is as far back I can remember to me being that young I have been in a pram the subsequences memories I can feel running around or older definitely I had this sensation not really kind of yet walking although I would be two but just know I was in a pram bound. And it was on this balcony which it was my aunt’s or uncles, the family apartment and as I look out from that memory I am sitting on the balcony on in the pram I can feel this such this it is always amazing trying to figure out what it is your memory and what it is your embellishment to the memory and how much I added as going by but I kind of remember sort of white paint on the balcony, painted white and it was a day time and I can’t remember someone else with me so I just been put out in the balcony just taken the view but I can vaguely remember my cousins behind me kind of sort of I try to remember how old my cousins would been one of them maybe Is six or seven years older than me and the other one maybe 10 years older than me I know my family would it been around and I know, my parents, my brother and my sister, well my sister wouldn’t been born yet. But I can remember staff happening behind me and I was sitting in this pram I can’t remember the city I know we were in Beirut in that apartment because many years later I wrote this memory for my parents and they said yeah yeah you would been in Beirut but I can’t remember the image in front of me wouldn’t be the city? Wouldn’t be down town Beirut? But I can remember somehow myself in the pram I can remember sitting and feeling quiet comfortable and the sense of noise it is really funny I am listening to all this noise kind of other city and it is similar quality that sense of sounds of the city probably I couldn’t see the city because I was tiny and I was in a pram probably the balcony it was too high to me to see and I can’t even remember if it was a balcony there was kind of wall or whether kind of bars. I can’t remember the structure I remember there was a white floor and white doors behind me I really love that memory because it is kind of suspension of a moment and I never been in Beirut since but I love to but when I was around I must be one and half or maybe two and that it is my very first memory I can remember.