Earliest childhood memory:(At 2 1/2 years old) Being so jealous of my newborn sister..used to sneak up beside her when mom wasn't looking, and bite her lil fingers and toes!
Always dressing like a boy and behaving like one..Climbing trees, playing with bow and arrows I'd made myself, etc. Then feeling happy when mistook to be a boy!Oh and I hated anything remotely girly..
Was so naughty in school. Any teacher's nightmare...but then I'd crack some jokes and act the clown,specially when sent to the Principal, thus saving myself from detention or suspension!
At 7 years old I actually tried to catch a huge rat with my bare hands. The rodent bit me so bad I had to be rushed to the hospital and have a shot. Lesson learned!
I loved to eat. I had the appetite of a grown up. Ate more than any kid in our household did. And always loved chocolates...never could get enough of em. Constantly scavenging for chocs of any kind, and seeking high and low to find where mom hid the stash.
Was convinced I was adopted..blame it on those silly movies, but I always expected my real parents to turn up!
These are just some of my childhood memories. Ah! Those were the days..carefree and adventurous as an any Enid Blyton book. Priceless!
Earliest childhood memory:(At 2 1/2 years old) Being so jealous of my newborn sister..used to sneak up beside her when mom wasn't looking, and bite her lil fingers and toes!
Always dressing like a boy and behaving like one..Climbing trees, playing with bow and arrows I'd made myself, etc. Then feeling happy when mistook to be a boy!Oh and I hated anything remotely girly..
Was so naughty in school. Any teacher's nightmare...but then I'd crack some jokes and act the clown,specially when sent to the Principal, thus saving myself from detention or suspension!
At 7 years old I actually tried to catch a huge rat with my bare hands. The rodent bit me so bad I had to be rushed to the hospital and have a shot. Lesson learned!
I loved to eat. I had the appetite of a grown up. Ate more than any kid in our household did. And always loved chocolates...never could get enough of em. Constantly scavenging for chocs of any kind, and seeking high and low to find where mom hid the stash.
Was convinced I was adopted..blame it on those silly movies, but I always expected my real parents to turn up!
These are just some of my childhood memories. Ah! Those were the days..carefree and adventurous as an any Enid Blyton book. Priceless!