childhood revised

For many of us, our childhood was a very specail part in our lives. As we grow older, we tend to forget some or many events that had happened in our past. But those who where there to see us grow remember our first steps, words, etc.
Through their memories we can sometimes look deep into our minds and remember that momemt or something about that moment.
Other than being told of my childhood moments, other ways that help me remember my past could be a song, a toy or an object, a smell, or seeing a person after a long period of time. Other times, I can just remember a random moment or memory but not know its significance, contents or anything except that moment.

Although its not a memory that I can remember, my mom once told me that when I was a baby my oldest brother asked her if he could buy a video camera so they could record all my childhood memories. He wanted to record my childhood so that when i grew up, i would be able to see ho I was, how my family was and how our life was. I do remember being vedio taped all the time. I always enjoyed being in front of the camera, even if it was for no reason. There were times when we would all be eating dinner, or watching a movie and someone would take out the camera and I would start acting silly or dancing. Even though we prabably dont have those vedio tapes anymore, I remember looking through them and seeing how everything was and ii think about what my mom told me.

During this thanksgiving we were all at my uncles house and by seeing all the little kids playing, everyone began to talk about each others childhood, or atleast what they could remember. When my eldest brother began to talk about the past, he compared my childhood to all of theirs and how much our lives differ and how good I had it. Since I was the youngest of four, I had all the advantages.