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Monday, September 7, 2009

Dobermans, Dad, and Shadows

Filed under: A Trip Down Memory Lane — jungzx @ 11:57 pm
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I don’t remember much, but I was sure it was in a house I didn’t recognize. I just remember a silhouette of what looks like a skinnier version of my dad, standing by glass-paned doors facing a small outside area. Outside the doors I see moving figures I make out to be dogs. They looked to me like Dobermans.

I don’t remember the rest of the house. I don’t remember the dogs at all. All I have are these misty images. Hazy silhouettes and shadows, and not much more.

I thought it was an old dream.

I told my mom about this and she was shocked at what was apparently a recollection of our old house in Rizal and, she said, our old dogs.

I didn’t even know til then that we ever lived in Rizal!

That must have been little less than 20 years ago.

And that is, quite literally, the furthest back that I can remember. My earliest memory, reduced to shadows.

5 Comments »

  1. Hmm. You’ll get them in the light in the right time. :)

    Comment by ACRYLIQUE — Tuesday, September 8, 2009 @ 2:53 pm | Reply

  2. Someone in plurk posted a story about a guy that won the game show by digging for answers deep in his brain.

    It’s like we never really lose our memories. We simply forget.

    I guess something happened there that made your brain remember.

    Comment by Joel Avatari — Tuesday, September 8, 2009 @ 5:03 pm | Reply

  3. ’tis funny. I just read something about how the brain stores every little experience we’ve ever had. Our brain just tends to forget where we put those memories away. Kind of how we can’t find anything on Google.

    It’ll come back in time, with a little prodding.

    I love how you’ve romanticized your earliest memory. Mine was… choking on Cerelac.

    Comment by Ade — Wednesday, September 9, 2009 @ 11:53 pm | Reply

  4. you can still remember such?

    i know i remember why and how i fell down from our stairs when i was 6. but before that, couldn’t remember anything at all. like the shock of that fall erased everything.

    Comment by promking — Thursday, September 10, 2009 @ 12:11 am | Reply

  5. @Acrylique: Oh hey I like that! Maybe, maybe. :)

    @Joel: I wonder what it could have been that triggered this. I heard the story of this woman who remembered EVERYTHING, literally.

    Thanks, @Ade. :)

    @promking: 6 isn’t so bad. That’s further back than most people can remember.

    Comment by jungzx — Tuesday, September 15, 2009 @ 4:23 pm | Reply


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