Sunday afternoon Genealogy Fun

Sunday afternoon genealogy fun – When I Was Young

Each week on Randy Seaver’s Genea-musings blog he has a post for Saturday night Genealogy fun – this week, it was Saturday Night Genealogy Fun – The “When I Was Young” Genea-Meme, Part 1.  Because of the time difference, I have called my series Sunday Afternoon Genealogy Fun.

1)  Geneablogger Alona Tester has devised a new meme called the “When I Was Young” genea-meme on her blog, LoneTester HQ.

2)  Since the genea-meme is 25 questions, let’s do them five at a time.  This week, answer questions 1 to 5.

  1. Do you (or your parents) have any memorabilia from when you were a baby? (ie. baby book, lock of hair, first shoes etc.)

I have a set of baby photos, but that’s about it. I used to have the Maternal Health Care book, but now the only pages I can find from this are my immunization records.

  1. Do you know if you were named after anyone?

I think I was named after someone my parents knew, but I’m not sure who.

  1. And do you know of any other names your parents might have named you?

My parents were going to reverse my names, and use what is now my second name as my first name – Vivienne.

  1. What is your earliest memory?

I don’t seem to remember much of my early childhood.  The memory that stands out the most was when I broke my arm at school.  I think I was about 6 years old.  I was playing on the monkey bars, spinning around the bar, and my hands slipped.  It hurt a bit, so I went to sit on one of the benches until it was time to go back in for class.  I didn’t think much of it, until I went back to class and tried to use scissors.  After that, it’s a complete blank – the teacher must have rung mum, and mum would have taken me to the doctor to have the plaster cast on, but I don’t remember any of that, until I was at home with the plaster cast on my arm, and getting everyone to sign my cast.  It happened to be the arm I use for writing (my left), so I had to learn to write with the right hand for a while.  I always have thought that it was because of the broken arm that I write left-handed, but for sports, I’m right-handed.

Another memory that stands out, although this would have been when I was a bit older, was when the milkman used to deliver with a horse and cart.  I remember getting up early in the morning, and having a ride on his cart for a short way, and then jumping off and going back home to get ready for school.

  1. Did your parent/s (or older siblings) read, sing or tell stories to you? Do you remember any of these?

I may have had the Brer Rabbit stories read to me, but I’m not sure if I read these myself, or if they were read to me.  I don’t have any clear memories of anyone reading, singing or telling stories to me – I mainly remember reading by myself (I was pretty much always reading).