Childhood Nostalgia Thread

[Rusty Shackleford]

Inspired by the "weirdest shit you've done" thread, I've decided to create a space to just nostalgiagasm over your childhood.

There was this creek in Wisconsin that was on the farm of my babysitters place. Me and my brother seriously walked up it for 2 hours until we came to a blocked underpass of a bridge. The water was barely knee high.

there was a massive storm-dranage pit type deal in the town i lived in.r. there was also a small creek that would flow through it and it would have an almost perfect skating rink type deal when it froze over in the winter. It was a little bumpy but me and my friends would slide around on that for hours after school. I once forgot my glasses there and realized i did so when i got back home. Amazingly, i walked all the way back and was able to find them when i got there.

Near by there was a road passing over it with 2 4-5 foot diameter pipes for water flow. there was always a trickle in it even in the winter. it never froze over hard enough like in the drainage area. Well, one day after getting off the bus form school i decided to smash the shit out of the ice. Ended up falling through and walking home with my snow pants being frozen rock solid knee-down. :lol:

Another time in the winter, my bus started dropping kids off closer to where i lived. The parking lot was plowed nad had some awesome piles along the edges of it. My moms boyfriend decided to show me and my brother his new paintball gun by ambushing us after we got off the bus. My brother and i basically went from pile to pile all the way around the lot (which was a large lot, a 4 family apartment building lot) till we finally got to the door. Neither of us were struck. Still pissed at him. Though, it was fun as fuck.

[socialistjustin]

Playing capture the flag all day is the thing I loved the most. The entire neighborhood would play and it would last for hours. Those were some fun games too with loads of strategy and shit involved.

When I started middle school I found out about weed. The best memories was kicking back and smoking. We didn't need to do crazy shit or anything, only smoke all day talking about random shit.

[PC LOAD LETTER]

I remember thinking the little auto VHS rewinder things were the COOLEST FUCKING THING EVER because I could stick a tape in, close it, and forget about it while it rewound and I could go do whatever. Then it would pop up when it was done.

[Sentinel]

'Tabletop' role playing games were my great passion between ages 12 and 17. I was usually the game master and used to spend the lessons in school not listening to the teachers but planning new adventures, writing maps of Middle Earth etc.

Due to this I'm now a worker, but it was really fun..*

*Actually the root problem was obviously that I have concentration issues, but yeah.

[A Revolutionary Tool]

I remember during snow days we got off my friends and I would sled down the side of the overpass with sleds, tubes and snowboards(Which were our skateboards without the trucks on them). We went down a path we made so many times that it basically became ice and there was like a little dip at the end where the slope ended and it was like a little ramp. We decided I would be the first one down it on our improvised snowboards and surprisingly I stayed on til the bottom. I hit the ramp at the bottom and just flew face-first into the snow. It was like a cartoon half my body is just sticking out of the snow, the other half in it. Hurt like hell too.

[A Revolutionary Tool]

I remember my first and only cigarette. My sister stole 3 cigarettes from my mom and at night my sister, my cousin, and I snuck out to smoke it. On the way to the overpass we got chased by a pitbull. We're just walking along the street and we hear this growling so we all look down and it's nose is poking through a small hole in the fence. My cousin and I start taunting it "Dumb motherfucker you can't fit through that hole" and then it's head pops out of the hole. We look at each other and start cracking up thinking it's head was stuck. Then he got half his body out and we booked it to the fence around the overpass and hopped it quick. Could barely smoke the whole cigarette, shit was so nasty.

[Nox]

Watching WWF/WWE.

That show was amazing, at it's peak from around 1999-2002, then they started directing it towards kids and it became boring and shit.

Even though I'd never watch WWE/WWF now, I sometimes watch some of the greatest matches of all time on youtube.

I'm starting to get interested in TNA though...

[Smyg]

My first memory is being locked up in a small, padded room by the kindergarten teachers, for being too rowdy. At, like, age two. Ultimate youth rebel. :tt1:

[Ballyfornia]

Trampolines. By jesus they where good

[Ballyfornia]

Seeing Basil always reminds me of when me and my cousin were 12 and tried smoking it. We heard some where that you could get high from it. It was fucking minging.

[The Man]

http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/[email protected]@._ V1._SY317_CR6,0,214,317_.jpg

[Metacomet]

aGQY9ZJPnsg :D:D

-Summer vacation!
-Reading Calvin & Hobbes at age like.........8.
-Snow was awesome, now it's a pain :)

[The Jay]

Manhunt at dusk was the best thing ever for me, there would be thirty something kids just running around the neighborhood until 11 hiding in stranger's yards. Good times.

[A Revolutionary Tool]

There was this girl my friends and I hated in our apartment complex and her car was the only car there with an alarm. So we would hide in a place where we could see the car, throw a rock at it, and watch her come out screaming and cussing as the alarm went off. Did that so many times, that nice car was all scratched up :laugh:

My friends and I fashioned ourselves as modern day Robin Hood's, we would go around to all the other kids we were cool with and ask them what candy they would want from the Kragen right down the street, then we'd make a list, then go to the Kragen and steal the candy. The candy section was like the only section there that had no camera, it was so awesome. Those were good days.

[PC LOAD LETTER]

There was this girl my friends and I hated in our apartment complex and her car was the only car there with an alarm. So we would hide in a place where we could see the car, throw a rock at it, and watch her come out screaming and cussing as the alarm went off. Did that so many times, that nice car was all scratched up :laugh:

My friends and I fashioned ourselves as modern day Robin Hood's, we would go around to all the other kids we were cool with and ask them what candy they would want from the Kragen right down the street, then we'd make a list, then go to the Kragen and steal the candy. The candy section was like the only section there that had no camera, it was so awesome. Those were good days.
That reminds me of when I was 14-15 ... there was a mini-grocery-store in my neighborhood. I forgot what it was called. We'd go in, steal some 40s, and go drink them outside. :laugh:

[Le Socialiste]

When I was a kid I'd hop my neighbor's fence just to play with her dog when she was out. I'd hang out in that backyard for hours, with only me and that dog. We even had something of a 'code' for when I could come over. I'd come out and he would run over, sticking his nose through a small-ish hole in the fence; but only when the coast was clear. Then one day, while playing, I got lost in what was merely an intense enjoyment of youth and youth's vitality (though I couldn't have identified it as such at the time). That dog and I were playing fetch with a little branch when, suddenly, my neighbor's car pulled up. I can't quite remember why I didn't notice it at that moment, just that I didn't. Needless to say, I was caught. A few months later that neighbor and her dog moved out. The backyard that had once seemed so full of life and laughter sat desolate, consigned to the natural savagery of bush and bramble. In several months' time it became a veritable wilderness, set between the walls of man's construction.

Eventually, though, a new family moved in and cleared away the brush that had entangled my memories - and youth itself - in its brambled hold. This was, in and of itself a bittersweet development, as the tree upon whose base I'd lain and napped under for many a summer's day was soon laid low, its roots stripped from the earth. In its place there sat a gaping hole, not unlike that which I soon identified to be a loss of innocence, of hours wiled and promises kept. The naivety with which I believed myself to be undectable as I scampered over time and time again! No more. No family before or after has ever had another dog in that yard. Yet there will be times when an inkling of the joy felt will come rushing back, warm with age and remembrance. And I'll chuckle, to myself, over the follies of childhood (yet manage, at the same time, to recall its wonder). I wouldn't give up those days for anything.

^ Now how's that for poorly-written nostalgia? Am I verbose or what? :D

[Iraultzaile Ezkerreko]

Hiding in the bushes in bumfuck nowhere Georgia at two in the morning in full camo, mask, and combat boots, shooting passing cars with paintball guns.

[GatesofLenin]

Transformers, atari, nintendo, sega, gijoe, m*a*s*k :D

[CommieTroll]

Trying to stay up past 2am on the weekends playing my PS2, something I could never do until I was 13. I miss being naive....and hide and seek:)

[Ele'ill]

there was a massive storm-dranage pit type deal in the town i lived in.r. there was also a small creek that would flow through it and it would have an almost perfect skating rink type deal when it froze over in the winter. It was a little bumpy but me and my friends would slide around on that for hours after school. I once forgot my glasses there and realized i did so when i got back home. Amazingly, i walked all the way back and was able to find them when i got there.

Near by there was a road passing over it with 2 4-5 foot diameter pipes for water flow. there was always a trickle in it even in the winter. it never force over hard enough like in the drainage area. Well, one day after getting off the bus form school i decided to smash the shit out of the ice. Ended up falling through and walking home with my snow pants being frozen rock solid knee-down. :lol:

Another time in the winter, my bus started dropping kids off closer to where i lived. The parking lot was plowed nad had some awesome piles along the edges of it. My moms boyfriend decided to show me and my brother his new paintball gun by ambushing us after we got off the bus. My brother and i basically went from pile to pile all the way around the lot (which was a large lot, a 4 family apartment building lot) till we finally got to the door. Neither of us were struck. Still pissed at him. Though, it was fun as fuck.

Yeah, definitely feeling the winter theme here. The mixing of urban environments with the country side. Making huts/tree houses in the months leading up to the snow and just spending hours in them. Spent hours sitting and talking during snow storms. The going back for the glasses thing reminded me of after school type adventures where I'd walk by myself in the countryside/meadows/woods/lakes. In winter nobody is out and at a certain time in the evening right as the sun is setting everything changes and there's that feeling of panic, excitement, anxiety and solitude. Laying in fields with that sun setting and the winter sky changing.

Babysitters.

Late Summer early Autumn crickets and cicadas during both the day and the night.

[ColonelCossack]

A cartoon called "tugboats" or "tuggers" or some shit. i dont even remember.

[Искра]

I actually have really a little of this childhood nostalgia.

When I was a little kid I lived in occupied town, grenades where falling on my building every fucking day, there were sirens all the time and bombers were flying over the town. I was locked in a basement (it was a shelter) and one day I got scared when I saw a gas mask. On my way to kindergarten I saw a lot of soldiers and crap, my kindergarten was barricaded etc. I saw few dead people...

Later, it was all fun and games... playing war with my friends, making secret hideouts in parks, fighting with kids from different class in primary school (sticks and rocks ftw!), playing football etc. I’m only nostalgic to this no stress period. Now I’m exposed to stress on everyday basis.

[RED DAVE]

Endless games of ping-pong. We had a table down the basement, and it seems sometimes that we spent years playing. As Monopoly. Ask the comedian Shelley Berman said, "Oh God, I have Boardwalk and Park Place! Is there any pleasure grreatere than wiping out your best friend?"

RED DAVE

[the last donut of the night]

When I was around 12 or 13 my Fridays were planned as following: as soon as I hopped off the school bus, I'd walk two blocks down to the Indian grocery store, buy a samosa, rent a science-fiction flick from the next-door rental dvd place and just go home to have a movie session by myself. It was summer, I had no homework and we didn't feel impelled to always hang out with people. Damn, that shit was ill.

[A Revolutionary Tool]

Playing "war", there was an empty lot next to the apartment complex that was overgrown with brush, like a desert landscape. We'd build forts on either side of the empty lot, split up into teams and try to invade eachothers forts. During summer we would use waterguns and balloons and have huge water battles. I drove by those apartments when I was visiting my cousins who still live in that city and the lot was now some spa place, I got a little depressed seeing that. Summer used to last so much longer as a kid, now time moves so much faster.

[Sentinel]

My first memory is being locked up in a small, padded room by the kindergarten teachers, for being too rowdy. At, like, age two. Ultimate youth rebel.


I used to escape from kindergarten quite often with two other boys. Once when we did it -- this must have been around 1985-86 when I was about five -- we were playing in my yard, and we see a cop car driving in. We were like, wow, awesome! And ran towards it.

Guess who got out of it; the kindergarten teacher, mad as hell. :lol:

[piet11111]

I clearly remember when i was 5 or 6 that my mom used to take me out to the supermarket and near the cashregister there where dozens of those matchbox cars and i always politely asked my mom if i could have one.
If she said i could she would move her finger across the rows of little cars and waited for me to say which one i wanted.
The once car i remember above all others was a green monster truck that was the same scale as the rest (but obviously being bigger due to being a monster truck) with real rubber on the wheels that you could take off.

Best day ever :thumbup1:

[Rusty Shackleford]

I actually have really a little of this childhood nostalgia.

When I was a little kid I lived in occupied town, grenades where falling on my building every fucking day, there were sirens all the time and bombers were flying over the town. I was locked in a basement (it was a shelter) and one day I got scared when I saw a gas mask. On my way to kindergarten I saw a lot of soldiers and crap, my kindergarten was barricaded etc. I saw few dead people...

Later, it was all fun and games... playing war with my friends, making secret hideouts in parks, fighting with kids from different class in primary school (sticks and rocks ftw!), playing football etc. I’m only nostalgic to this no stress period. Now I’m exposed to stress on everyday basis.

Jesus christ. While NATO was bombing Yugoslavia and nationalist wars were raging i was sitting at home playing my PS1 and Nintendo 64.
I guess we do have something in common though. I played 'war' a lot. Probably why im into airsoft now.

[RED DAVE]

To get grim for a moment, I remember in grade school in the early 1950s when the teacher would look out at the class and say, "Children, take cover!" Then we would have to scramble under our desks and scrunch up and cover our heads with out hands.

This was supposed to protect us from the A-BOMB!

Scared the shit out of me!

RED DAVE

[ExUnoDisceOmnes]

gUQuBBBzx-I

[ClearlyChrist]

Stealing My Uncle's Copy Of Metal Gear Solid, On The PS1, And Getting My Ass Kicked For It. But Hell, Was It Fucking Worth It.

[praxis1966]

'Tabletop' role playing games were my great passion between ages 12 and 17. I was usually the game master and used to spend the lessons in school not listening to the teachers but planning new adventures, writing maps of Middle Earth etc.

I used to do this with AD&D 2nd Edition, Dragonlance setting. If it wasn't that, it was reading the Dragonlance novels while the teacher was lecturing, although I started a bit younger. Like, 4th grade I think?


Trying to stay up past 2am on the weekends playing my PS2, something I could never do until I was 13. I miss being naive....and hide and seek:)

Christ I feel old... I did the exact same shit except it was the original 8-bit NES. I was fortunate enough to have the "Power Set" that came with a cartridge that had three games on it... Super Mario Bros., Duck Hunt, and World Class Track Meet. It also came standard with the gun you needed for shooting games (like Duck Hunt) and what they called a "Power Pad" [pictured below] (which would later serve as the base inspiration for games like DDR) for World Class Track Meet and games like it. It drove me, my brother and my friend from down the street crazy that my friend's older sister used to kick our asses in Track Meet... She took dance classes and used tap dancing techniques to run faster... Fuckin' cheater, lol. Anyway, it was kinda funny the way this edition of NES worked out. My brother and I never had a gaming system before this (a ton of our friends actually started out on Atari)... All of our friends had them, but our parents were broke and couldn't afford it. After a couple of years, though, in an effort to increase console sales Nintendo dropped their prices and released this edition... Now a lot of people already had the gun, but you couldn't get the Power Pad without buying a whole new console. So, in one Christmas my brother and I went from broke ass nobodies to the most popular kids in the neighborhood.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/de/Nespowerpad.jpg

[A Revolutionary Tool]

Duck hunt was bad-ass.

During the summer this one friend and I would go down to a creek and catch lizards, snakes, etc. It was hella fun, and one time I put one of the lizards I caught in my back pocket and totally forgot about it. Got home and felt something weird moving in my back pocket, opened it up, and the lizard ran out and escaped in my house. I never found it :blink:.

When my parents were together...

[piet11111]

Duck hunt ruled i remember playing it at a friends house and managing to shoot 2 ducks with one bullet 3 times in a row.

Also shooting that dog :cool:

[Public Domain]

Pokemon.

Nuff said?

Still have the same Pokemon Yellow gameboy cartridge that I got over a decade ago.

Occasionally I pirate entire seasons of shows I watched as a kid just to figure out what was going on now that I can understand things easier. Like Cardcaptors, or Bill Nye the Science Guy.

Recently I downloaded a ton of games that were on school computers when I was in like Grade 2 or something. There's this one I couldn't get though that I really wanted... It's for a Mac computer. It was an application made for kids with many different subset programs. There was some sort of graphic thing with trains, and an animation creator. There was other things in it but I really can't remember. I also remember playing/loving the original Command and Conquer: Red Alert before I had any idea what it was about.

I remember living in a nowhere village-town in Manitoba next to an abandoned building... Before it was torn down me and some friends would break in there and smash these really funny looking lightbulbs and just wreck absolute havoc on everything inside of the building. I swear the stuff in there must have been 60 years old. I remember being really sad when they tore it down because it was kind of an interesting place to hang out.

[the last donut of the night]

when i first moved to canada, i was dying to see snow for the first time in my life. i remember the first day of frost: i told all my friends it was snowing and they just kinda laughed in my face. but seeing it really fall for the first time was amazing.


also, near my house there was a pond and a good amount of wooded areas. on summer afternoons i'd go there to catch frogs, see the garter snakes, etc. nature rules