I’ve got two, one, is we love katamari, which I’m currently playing the rerelease of on steam. The Japanese culture, the wonderfully wacky story and gameplay, the weird but enrapturing soundtrack all coalesced into something new and amazing for me that to this day 20 years later I’m still glued to the screen for.

The other one is back when I was little enough, I would lie on my back under the Christmas tree looking out the window at the blizzard outside. I would lie like this for hours just watching the flurry of snow hitting the pane glass, that icy chaos mere inches away from the calm, twinkling tranquility of the string lights on the trees.

Both of these memories make me incredibly happy and frustratingly sad in a bittersweet way, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget them. How about you guys, what childhood memories stuck with you to this day? What felt so special about that moment?

  • Catoblepas@lemmy.blahaj.zone
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    4 months ago

    Being outside in nature. Even landscapes that look “dead” are full of life and history if you slow down and look closely around you.

    I grew up wandering my grandparents’ woods as a kid, I associate being out in nature in general with being unobserved and not having to mask, which is just more relaxing.

  • alyth@lemmy.world
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    4 months ago

    A foggy quiet morning. It reminds me of how my mom would walk me to kindergarten.

    • yokonzo@lemmy.worldOPEnglish
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      4 months ago

      Ooh I loved the fog, especially when you’re on the way to school, or a thick snow, it makes it feel like you’re in a different world

  • aCosmicWave@lemm.ee
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    4 months ago

    For me, it’s the simple memories of playing Quake 3 Arena on Friday nights after school. Crush soda in my cup. A fresh bagel in my hand. Freedom from the responsibilities of homework until Sunday night. I only had the one game so I’d spend the weekend exploring different mods, trying to teach myself how to make levels (maps), and of course just frag noobs online until my eyes hurt. I’d stay up super late and when I’d wake up I literally couldn’t be more excited to do it all over again. It was glorious.

  • ddh@lemmy.sdf.orgEnglish
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    4 months ago

    Flying ant day.

    Once a year, on a warm and still summer evening, just on sunset, the sky would fill with hundreds of thousands of winged ants. It was magical.

    Then one year we waited for them, but summer turned to autumn and they never came. And like that, the magic had gone forever.

  • Xylogx@lemmy.ml
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    4 months ago

    Saturday morning cartoons. This was a sacred ritual that we looked forward to every weekend.

  • Russ@bitforged.spaceEnglish
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    4 months ago

    I have a weird one! The smell of one of the hand sanitizer brands (“Germ X”) always brings me back to Kindergarten when we’d all line up for some hand sanitizer before lunch and after recess, then right before going home for the day. Times were so much simpler back then.

    I don’t have a lot of “visual” memories left of those times, but the smell of that specific hand sanitizer brand seems like a memory that will never fade for me.

    • yokonzo@lemmy.worldOPEnglish
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      4 months ago

      I loved harry potter for that, up until I think the 5th movie where its not really set in the school anymore and didn’t have that wonder to it, it was more serious, I think the school did a lot for the whinsical aspect of the series