When You Forget To Remember Your Childhood

When You Forget To Remember Your Childhood

"You ignore the foundation of your being."

When you forget to remember your childhood every now and then, you forget how to grow.

You forget the endless summer days out in the sunshine, where the sky was robin's egg blue and you stomped your worries into the sea of blades below. Your dad signed you up for Little League, thus beginning the Softball Era in your life. Everyone you knew played, and the sport was loads of fun. And you were practically Babe Ruth. With every crack of the bat, a place like Fenway Park didn't seem so far away.

Yet, softball fell behind, leaving you with saudade: a faint taste of sunflower seeds, rust hued dust, and sadness.

When you forget to remember your childhood, you ignore the foundation of your being.

You forget the childhood memories you shared with your brothers and sisters, some of those memories you know you won't live again.You forget watching your two older brothers kick butt at every single video game on the Nintendo 64.

Super Smash Bros.? Master Hand couldn't even squash Mario if he tried. The plumber's blue jean overalls always seemed to narrowly avoid the boss's war zone. There was something so satisfying about seeing your oldest brother rot the enemy from a solid white glove into what looked like burnt toast. You tirelessly sought to beat him yourself, but could never seem to destroy him quite like your sibling could.

The Legend of Zelda was no match for your second oldest bro. How he could puzzle piece himself through Ocarina of Time and Majora's Mask without any help, which blew your mind. He slashed through weeds, unlocked master treasure chests, and whistled memorized melodies (the Song of Storms being your favorite, of course), all with a snap of his fingers. It was loads of fun to watch him play, but you looked away the second he'd enter the Happy Mask Shop, for the Happy Mask Salesman made a scary face when he was angry at Link, and that gave you nightmares (same goes for the mummified father in Ikana Canyon).

But you remember that you'll never get to watch them play again, and you'd give anything to see them do so once more. Those days are long gone. One brother now has a child and his own life to live, and the other brother kidnapped your Nintendo 64 and settled in Alaska (not even kidding).

When you forget to remember your childhood, you forget the routines that meant so much to you.

The routines where you picked out a single VHS tape from your millions, which was always the same movie every night. Disney, of course. You grew giddy with the anticipation of the newly titled status: Night Owl. Bedtime was set for eight, but you were soon graced with an hour extension, and thus returned to the pink room you shared with your little sister (only by a year!). This proceeded into an argument about who had to rewind the tape since someone forgot to last time. But you'd usually cave since you were taller and the TV sat sky-high on a dresser. Lion King II flashed across the screen, signifying the perfect end to another day full of Bratz, Barbies, and Littlest Pet Shop.

But you remember that your sister is much older now, and her life in Arizona is right around the corner. She'll be in college soon, and you are left to wonder why the old days had to stay behind.

When you forget to remember your childhood, you forget about your elementary school and friends. How you and your best friend spent countless hours playing with your Nintendo DS Lites, flipping between Super Mario Bros. and Animal Crossing: Wild World. Usually you picked SMB because one of you forgot to save and couldn't get past the Wrath of Resetti in ACWW. You were both gamers, and thankfully you both still are.

But you remember that your friend now lives in another city, attending a different college. And you remember that five miles to her house turned into 120 miles.

When you forget to remember your childhood, you forget what true happiness really is. Where you didn't grow to impress people and fit in, but grew for one sole purpose: to have as much fun as humanely possible.

You forget that people weren't really that bad, and everything wasn't difficult. You forget to think about your first dog and how she was such a blessing to have loved, or that you were planning on becoming the next Bob Ross with your love of art. You ignore how your stuffed animals had life, and that choosing Scruffy the Dog over Trotter the Beanie Baby Stallion would make for one jealous horse. You overlook how beautiful adolescence is.

Because you forgot to remember the glory of childhood, you now attempt to forget the vagueness of adulthood.

So please, every now and then,


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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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15 Thing Only Early 2000's Kids Will Understand

"Get connected for free, with education connection"


This is it early 2000's babies, a compilation finally made for you. This list is loaded with things that will make you swoon with nostalgia.

1. Not being accepted by the late 90's kids.


Contrary to what one may think, late 90's and early 00's kids had the same childhood, but whenever a 00's kid says they remember something on an "only 90's kids will understand" post they are ridiculed.

2. Fortune tellers.


Every day in elementary school you would whip one of these bad boys out of your desk, and proceed to tell all of your classmates what lifestyle they were going to live and who they were going to marry.



You could never read this book past 8 o'clock at night out of fear that your beloved pet rabbit would come after you.

4. Silly bands.


You vividly remember begging your parents to buy you $10 worth of cheap rubber bands that vaguely resembles the shape of an everyday object.

5. Parachutes.


The joy and excitement that washed over you whenever you saw the gym teacher pull out the huge rainbow parachute. The adrenaline that pumped through your veins whenever your gym teacher tells you the pull the chute under you and sit to make a huge "fort".

6. Putty Erasers


You always bought one whenever there was a school store.

7. iPod shuffle.


The smallest, least technological iPpd apple has made, made you the coolest kid at the bus stop.

8. "Education Connection"

You knew EVERY wood to the "Education Connection" commercials. Every. Single.Word.

9. " The Naked Brothers Band"


The "Naked Brothers Band" had a short run on Nickelodeon and wrote some absolute bangers including, "Crazy Car' and "I Don't Wanna Go To School"

10. Dance Dance Revolution


This one video game caused so many sibling, friend, and parent rivalries. This is also where you learned all of your super sick dance moves.

11. Tamagotchi


Going to school with fear of your Tamagotchi dying while you were away was your biggest worry.

12. Gym Scooters


You, or somebody you know most likely broke or jammed their finger on one of these bad boys, but it was worth it.

13. Scholastic book fairs


Begging your parents for money to buy a new book, and then actually spending it on pens, pencils, erasers, and posters.



Who knew that putting yogurt in a plastic tube made it taste so much better?

15. Slap Bracelets


Your school probably banned these for being "too dangerous".

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