i remeber good and bad times frommy childhood
going fishing with my older brother,couzin, and my grandpa the only thing i cought was some algea but its timespent togeterthat matters not that my brother ad cousin cought big fish and then going to one of those tourist/fishing towns and the veiw was amasing

this makes me think of this one summer that stands out above all the rest. and it makes me so happy but so incredibly sad at the same time, because i wish i could go back to it every single day.
it was honestly the most memorable few months of my life. and everything was perfect. and we all got along with eachother.
i remember late nights out in town, sitting on soccer fields and looking at stars. and tipping porta-potties over. i remember smudging my friends ice cream all over my face. and ferociously blowing fire out when my friend lit a dandelion on fire.
i remember california, and spending two weeks with my cousin, my best friend. we went to disneyland and swam in her pool at night and wasted tons of disposable cameras.
and i remember my grandpa, walking and laughing and playing scrabble with us.
i remember him healthy, and breathing. and i remember the goodbye i gave him. and how i regret not saying more.
i remember having to go home without him. and hiding my tears behind sunglasses.

fjksdjal. best year of my life. i miss it.

I wanner thanks for God let me have a golden childhood . Everyone in my family are all love me .And everyone are friendly and kindly. I have so many friends to play together.
I am come from China .In China ,parents only can have one kid . You know there are so many peple in China .So i feels so alone.I wanne have sisters or brothers , so my childhood has a little regret~~~

i remember.... school (private school with uniforms and 11 people in my class and being the smartest in the class)...."friends" (i didnt have friends. i was the smart chubby kid with bad skin who liked star trek and hated sports).... and spending too much time at home reading and playing the piano. i guess on the outside i had a good childhood, i mean my parents were good to me.... but i was lonely and sad.... still am, i guess.... whatever. i probably always will be.

I don't wanna remember my childhood, there isn't much positive to say about it.

I remember alcohol and parents screaming, at me and at themselves. I remember getting thrown into walls and all that crap. I remember hating to talk and hating to stay silent, I remember hating to be home and hating myself.

..............Thats the sugar coated version.

God childhood lol. I'm only 17 and it seems so long ago. I am an identical twin so I was never really alone growing up...as stupid as it sounds I remember us getting our own names confused...then again they are Serena and Sierra so ya know...I guess it could sound the same when you're that young. Plus our middle names are just our first named switched (Serena Sierra, Sierra Serena...yea parents thought it was cute) and a lot of ppl commented on it all the time. Then there are my friends Steffani and Ally and Shannon, and Jon (he's now my bf lol) who we grew up with b/c our parents grew up together. We live in Beverly Hills so basically the life around here is ppl have kids and leave them w/ nannies while they travel for jobs or something so we always lived like that and our nannies kept us together. I think one of my favorite memories is when Steff,Shannon,Sie,Ally, and I decided to race in the dance studio. We didn't know the floor had just been waxed so we went on a running start and then couldn't stop. Only problem was while the rest of them ran into a wall, Steff and I went through a window. Yea it was fun but we were laughing so hard...I loved childhood...

I remember going out in the backyard and eating dirt. My mother took me to the doctor and said, "What the hell is wrong with her?" And then the doctor told her it was because I was laking some sort of vitamin, and it was perfectly normal.

I don't quite remember the whole incedent, but I cleary recall my mothers face after hearing the words, "It's perfectly normal for your child to eat dirt."

Well that was so incredibaly random...

I wish I had had an older sibling.....
My little sisters CAN be great but *coughcough* SOMETIMES..........

I had a decent childhood except for all the mess of events leading up to my parents really really horrible and bitter divorce.

I had a great childhood with loving parents and two younger brothers. My family gets along really well. When I go to college in two years, I'm going to be very homesick because I'm so close to my family. My brothers are probably my best friends.

Hmm.. I am now having quality bonding time with my sister for the past couple of days since my parents are not here and they are in my mom's hometown. We really had fun and we talked about some silly stuff when we were younger. It is really great to have a sister.

I can't really complain about my childhood, because I've grown up with a family that loves me. But I have realized that one of the hardest parts about growing up is sitting back and watching your older siblings grow away from your family. My sister is three years older than me, and we've always been really close. Now, she's getting married, and I'll have to be the only kid in my family. I realize that has it's good points, but I'll really miss having someone to side with me when I don't want to do chores, and another girl besides my mom to get opinions and guy advice from. So I'm starting to miss those days when I followed her every where and we did the whole matching-outfit thing.

My mom has saved all the artwork I've made since I could hold a crayon to now. If you look through it you can basically see me grow up. I miss those days. I remember my older brother, Jake telling me that there were alligators in the nyc sewers and that they come out and eat people at the subway stations, until I was nine I was scared every time I took the subway, which is a lot since I live in Manhattan. Oh, and I remember wearing pretty pink dresses, that I wouldn't be caught dead in now to charity benefits and parties for my Dad's company.

My mom has dirt on me. There are several embarrasing pics including but not limited to:
Me running around at age 3 in nothing but an incredibly oversized cowboy hat and boots
Me ASLEEP with my head in a bowl of soup
Pictures of me 11 years old at disneyland wearing stretch bike pants and a pink shirt as well as striped athletic socks, nikes, and a goofy hat (complete with ears).

Let's hope I never **** her off.

Its good that you had something nice to remember

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It was important. It no longer is.

it is still important until now.. Even in the future... If you have kids, you will always think back to your childhood days...

It was important. It no longer is. My future is my concern. My childhood passed, leaving me the person I am now. And now, I must make the decisions that will change me even further. Even you must admit that is very important.

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Why bother with the nostalgia when I've got college applications to turn in a year from now? There are more important things.

each and everyone's childhood IS important. You wouldn't be the person you are now without considering the importance of one's own childhood.

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But in the spirit of this board, I suppose I'll say that the fondest bit of my childhood was spending quality time with my friends, all of whom I only communicate via email.

That is nice..

I do not care to remember my childhood. It happened and if I need to know about it, I've got loads of home videos. Why bother with the nostalgia when I've got college applications to turn in a year from now? There are more important things.

But in the spirit of this board, I suppose I'll say that the fondest bit of my childhood was spending quality time with my friends, all of whom I only communicate via email. It sucks moving 2000 miles from your former home.