I don't know how old I was, but I was in a diaper.  It was summertime and I was lying on the floor under a big attic fan.  My parents were frying fish in the kitchen. 

I believe that is one of my earliest memories. 

Now, the reason I remember everything about that moment is because for some reason, I floated out of my little body like a feather.  My Mom said I almost died of pneumonia as a child, so perhaps that was when.  I can still hear the fish sizzling in the frying pan, the attic fan roaring, etc ...  Very strange.

My earliest memory is the first day of school for 1st grade. I was CRYING and I did NOT want to stay!!!

Mine was when I came home from aunty's and saw my new baby sister for the first time.  She had black hair and  was in a basinet on the floor in the loungeroom.  I was three and I said to mummy, 'She's beautiful, mummy!'