Show us your childhood photos

Warrigal · Monday at 12:34 PM

Browsing through my photo gallery I discovered this photo taken at my first (2nd?) Christmas. I was a very lucky girl to be in Sydney during WW II. My dad was serving in the 2nd AIF in New Guinea and Mum and I were living with Mum's widowed father and two unmarried aunties at that time.

I'd love to see early photos of other members of this forum with some explanation of the setting or occasion.

Been There · Monday at 1:15 PM

My parents were killed when I was 9, but my dad did take pictures. I have them stored in a box, but which box I am not sure. I moved down here a few months back and have been too busy to unpack the boxes marked Miscellaneous.

Oldeagle66 · Monday at 1:20 PM

Unfortunately I don't have any old past photos.........NONE.......and only one current photo. I just avoided taking pictures. Wasn't my thing. I even got out of school photos.

hollydolly · Monday at 2:01 PM

there's incredibly few photos of us kids as children.... and those there are were for show of the visitors trying to prove we were a normal family.. we'd be given a ball on the day, to play with, for the photos...the ball would be taken from us when the visitors left.... equally our new clothes we'd get for the visitors..., so those photos we did have taken were of little children who didn't know how to smile

This was my brother and I playing with the aforesaid ball, I was 3 he was 2... the houses were new builds after the end of the war.., and we'd apparently just moved in... hence all the bricks & mud and clay in the gardens

I had this one colourised in MY heritage... but we weren't used to having our photo taken, and so when my father demanded by baby brother look up...he did so literally.. and that is the only photo that exists..

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My parents never took another photo of me again.. in my life!

Babs2u · Monday at 2:20 PM

I am the little one.

Babs2u · Monday at 2:22 PM

Babs2u said:
View attachment 427475 I am the little one.

We often had our picture taken on Memorial Day in our parade clothes.

Happyflowerlady · Monday at 2:29 PM

My folks had a small neighborhood grocery store, and that is where I spent most of my time as a little girl. From as early as I can remember, I loved horses, and wanted to be a cowgirl. This is me in the front of the store door, wearing my Dale Evan’s cowgirl outfit, would be early 1950’s time period, in north Idaho.