Do you have vivid memories before the age of 4? NT & AS

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My really detailed and precise memories begin at the age of 5. This was when I started to speak.

AS, ASD or NT : ASD.

SEX : Female.

AGE OF FIRST MEMORIES : I'm not sure. I don't have any really vivid or full early memories, only bits and pieces.

I remember going to this shop that had wind-chimes everywhere, hanging in rows, and I would go by and hit them with my hand to make them play. They also had a lot of yard flags hanging in rows and I would run between them. I've asked my family members what this shop was, but they don't remember it. I know it's a memory from before I started school, and I went there several times.

I have another early memory of me stepping on tiles, trying to avoid certain ones on the way to get a family photo done in a department store.

I remember going to a florist and looking at all of the flowers, and then going to a sandwich shop with my mom, having a nice day. This was from before either of those places closed, so I know it was early in my life.

I remember going to a book store that had a science section with all kinds of rocks and geodes and other stuff (that store also had a big train in the kid's section with a movie playing inside). I would always look through the science aisles before I moved on to the books. No one would ever buy me a geode! I've asked what book store this was, but no one else remembers it.

I remember at my pre-school, there was this big slide you weren't allowed to go on until you were 4. I remember the first time I tried it, it scared me so much that I never went on it again. I also remember some of my swimming lessons at the same pre-school.

I also remember digging for water at pre-school during free play time. And I remember the big trays of sandwiches they brought out at lunch time, it looked like hundreds of sandwiches cut into fourths.

I have lots of memories from kindergarten (age 5/6) and up, but those are the only ones I'm reasonably sure were age 4 or less.

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AS (self-diagnosed)

Male

I can remember back to age 6 months. My earliest memory is of my mother and sister taking me for a walk in a stroller in our neighborhood. We moved from that location before I was one year old. That was over 40 years ago.

AS, Female.

I was 4, there is a time when my dad brings me to his workplace at day, with his company's work vehicle. Then when he came, the gate's closed. He called out for someone, but no responds. So he climbed an over a 15 ft gate to enter it.
After we went into the office, I drank chocolate in the office and went tinkering or fiddling random electrical parts. Then I fell asleep and woke up at night. And at the next day, I tried opening our gate in my house. Because I have to reach a 7 ft rope that prevents the gate from opening.
I succeeded without falling. It's how I learned how to climb and consequently the lacking fear of heights.

And oh, at age 4, I learned how to swear. I end up being slapped. The very 1st was towards my great grandpa. Never a good memory.

I was 3, my sister was a newborn that day. I got curious what was happening since I had no idea what's exactly happening. I saw a sleeping baby, who's actually my sister. I end up staring at her, and play with whatever, whenever she moves. Then I fall asleep next to her.
Even my mom confirmed this. And it's odd, I still do the very same thing with other infants/toddlers.


I don't think my memories of kindergarten counts; I was 5 already that time. I never went preschool at 4, age 5 is when the madness starts.

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i can remember everyone teaching me how to speak.
they would say words and i would repeat them and they would act like it was a good thing, but i still chose not to bother talking to them.
i remember people saying i could talk but they wondered why i never said anything.


i also remember getting my head stuck between the rungs of an upstairs balcony and freaking out severely.

i do not remember much else.

AS, ASD or NT : ASD.

SEX : Female.

AGE OF FIRST MEMORIES : 4. The earliest memories I have were when I was injured in a bad car wreck. The lady driving our car ran a red light and was struck on my side of the car. My memories were pretty strange and distorted because I got a bad concussion. I thought the car flew over the city because I was sure I saw the buildings going by below us. My mom's pretty sure that what I saw was a shower of glass that flew over us. I must have been hit pretty bad, because I went nonverbal for two days and didn't respond when anybody asked me questions (I had been verbal before). I didn't understand what people were saying, and was mostly unaware that they were talking. When my mom came to see me, I didn't recognize her and thought that she was not my mom. Everything seemed very surreal and I felt detached, and never cried. For part of my childhood, I was half convinced that either there had been a mixup at the hospital and I got the wrong mom, or that the car was actually a spaceship that crash landed, like in the movie, Escape From Witch Mountain, and that I was an alien kid waiting for my real family to come back for me. I felt that different from everybody else. I never did remember anything before that.

Where are all the NT's?

It's almost as though this site is filled with people with Asperger's.

The only NT I know visits regularly is nurseangela, there maybe a few in L&D and the parent forum too but there's not a lot here.

I've many memories from the house we lived in until I was 1-1/2. More from the next few years, then it just sort of tapers off until the time I was 5 or 6. Past that, pretty much nothing until decades later (I sorta shut down inside for a while).

53 year old male here, ASD (SPD primary, HFA secondary)

I can't exactly recall my age in my very first memory, but I can describe it well. My mum was yelling and screaming at the TV set. Something on the TV had really upset her. The next thing I remembered she was on the telephone appearently trying desperatly to reach my father.

Years later I brought this up with mum and based on my details she concluded it had to be the Kennedy asassination, as it pretty much matched her recollection of that day. In late November of 1963 I would have been about a year and a half old if this was indeed the case.


Around age three it became more common for me to remember visuals, but I can't recall any real conversations before age five because like kraftiekortie, I wasn't speaking much until then. I do remember getting my mouth washed out with soap (Lifebuoy?) after coming home one day from kindergarten and saying "phuck" (only with an F) in front of mum for the first time.

Female, ASD, Yes.

I have always retained vivid memories of being washed in our small, squarish kitchen sink. I could have been as young as 1 year.

I vividly remember being inside looking up and out from the old fashioned perambulators ("Prams) in which the baby lies horizontally. They were black and had hoods. My hood had a trim on it that was cream with black squarish Roman looking designs on it. I also remember being old enough to sit up in this pram and have temper tantrums about not wanting to wear this horrible woolen hat with a hard metal shape-holder inside the seam nearest the face. I couldn't have been older than 2.

My mum, sister and grandmother would play with me by pushing the pram away then letting it roll back to them, while walking home up the hill our house was on. But I also vividly remember wanting ONLY my mother to push my pram the majority of the time. I objected to anyone else doing major pram pushing duties for the most part.

I remember being pushed in a smaller baby buggy when I was an infant, it was red plastic with small white polka dots. We would take walks in the woods and across forest land of long grass, and my parents took my socks off and let me stick my bare feet out so that the long grass tickled my feet as I was pushed along. I remember laughing at the sensation, though also being afraid of it and not wanting too much.

I have a memory of being held in arms and being baptized, but this is one I could not swear to in the same way I can swear to the other memories being real. The other memories are solid in my mind but the baptism one I have always been willing to understand may just have been a dream or something I imagined. I know I did not imagine the others, they have always been in my head as clear as what I did yesterday. I did once say to my mother that the church I was baptized in "didn't look like our normal church, why is that?" And she was shocked and said it's because it wasn't our usual church. This could have been something I overheard though.

I recall pretty clearly back to age 3. Snippets back to 2 or maybe 1.

I remember vividly the Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy assassinations. I was seven. I don't remember the JFK assassination, which occurred when I was almost 3. I, apparently, slept through the Big Blackout of 1965, when I was four. No memory of that.