mum testing me to spell words, I remember always getting hospital wrong and not even able to pronounce it right

I remember my early childhood learning with Goldilocks and the 3 Bears story blocks, I still have them put away.

Picture cards and picture books were my favourite, they were colourful and helpful

my earliest childhood memory of learning is sitting with my nanna(whom has now passed) reading to me in her garden in the warm sun.

I remember my Mum singing songs to me and telling me how to count with ‘sing-song’ lullabies… It made it easy to learn and so much fun.

Mum singing counting songs with me while I was having a bath.

When I was about 4, I remember sitting on the veranda with Dad. He told me that if I couldn’t write my name, Santa wouldn’t come. As a teacher, I wouldn’t recommend this method, but it certainly worked! (And Santa came).

Watching Romper Room with Mr Doobie is a vivid memory .

I used to love to watch mum press out cookies and she used different sized round rings.
I can still hear her say ” big ring,baby ring,medium ring.” I learned all about circles and sizes.

Watching Sesame Street and reading the collection of Sesame Street books my mum got for me. I loved learning the alphabet and would find all the hidden alphabet in the books and try to trick my mum and ask her if she could find the letters faster then me.

I used to love to watch mum press out cookies and she used different sized round rings.
I can still hear her say ” big ring,baby ring,medium ring.” I learned all about circles and sizes.

Mum and Dad opening the dictionary with my sister and I trying to guess how it was spelled by writing it on the whiteboard

my mum taught me my alphabet then taught me to say it backwards. ive never needed it really but the laughs we had is something that i will treasure forever

Watching Play School so I was learning without noticing.

My dad read to me every night. He did funny voices which was always entertaining and as a result I still love reading. I now get to read the same stories to my son and relive those days again and see him fall in love with reading too.

Playing with wooden shape puzzles

Writing on slates at schook

Early childhood memories of an early love of reading, bed-time stories read,
Instead of sweets, I bought books instead!
On family road trips, we played – “The Parson’s cat is…Angry,” or something else beginning with the alphabet letter silently chosen, in turns,
– spelling improved, new words were learned!

In Grade 1 I learnt to add with coloured Rods – I still have them after 47 years.

Childhood living at beach… Earliest memory is of my father letting me go, by “littlies” standards, in “deep’ water and realising I could actually stay afloat – dog paddling! dad was right there beside me!