It’s a fun game, digging up very early memories. Someone told me once that she remembered being so young she had not yet learned to speak. I believe her!
Here’s one of my oldest memories, circa four years old:
Picnic by the river. Cloudy day. Starts to rain (Sizdeh bedar maybe?). A village woman(?) said to me, “If you take two river stones of exactly the right shape and tap them together, the rain will stop.” She took her time finding the right stones.Tapped them together. It stopped raining! I’m still wondering what that “right” shape was.
An earlier memory than that has to do with seeing a kid in a koocheh playing the harmonica. When I described the koocheh to an aunt, she said I could not have been more that three years old when we lived in that house. Oddly, the kid with the harmonica had ugly blisters on his mouth. I don’t think that part of the memory is real. Likely I started whining that I wanted a harmonica too and an adult told me it would make my mouth ugly. I think kids that age can’t tell the difference between reality and imagination.
What are some of your very first memories?
