My first memory was of a Christmas morning when I was about 3 1/2 years old. I remember getting my first pair of skis (they were red plastic skis that I could learn on) that day and I was so excited! My next memory I assume is shortly after because I remember shuffling around while wearing my new skis, in the park behind my house with my Dad coaching me along. I still feel connected to the person in this memory because I still love to ski and in particular, my Dad and I still love to ski together. Even though I still share many emotions, likes and dislikes with my young self, I do feel as if I have grown as a person and that my personality has changed.
I think you might remember this incident because people tend to remember their "firsts" for a lot of things. Whether it is learning how to ride a bike or your case getting your first pair of skis, these events create a warm fuzzy feeling in our minds and often idealized and remembered as being wonderful.
