tale of memories
February 24, 2015 § 1 Comment
Have you ever thought why we could still remember the time when you threw Ken’s sandal into a small pond nearby the little wood in our hometown?
I can perfectly picture his cranky face—and then both of you ran after each other, until one of you falling on the ground and I had a good laugh to watch both your mud-smeared faces. Silly boys.
It was twenty years ago.
Eventhough we might have forgot lots of memories (oh, sometimes I feel glad that we have a chance to forget about the bad ones), there’s some part we always remember.
Isn’t it amazing, that the tiny part of childhood memory can show up, even after decades? I am not an expert of human brain physiology—or any part of the body, to be honest. Later I learn that brain store the memory with its magic ability to do its job.
Why do we ‘choose’ to remember those particular memories? Or we don’t? Do they show up randomly inside our heads, leaving us to guess what memories will come up next?
This might be boring you but please—please, take a moment because it has something to do with us. With our history.
Human brain consists of about one billion neurons which make 1.000 connection to other neurons, and it can reach more than a thrillion connections. This single neuron helps us to store memory—you can guess what will happen if those neurons combine and help each other at a time with many memories.Yeah, no matter how ‘full’ we feel our heads, actually we can store extremely large memories. Our brains will never run out of space.
I know you will make a face right now, like, really? Mia says all of these? Trust me, I too laugh at myself. But, seriously, spending time to google about such things proved to be a very different experience for me.
These two awesome men—Karl Lashley and Wilder Penfield (two of the world’s foremost brain reseachers)—learned that saving memories is like a process of retaining information, whether in the sensory memory, the short-term memory, or long-term memory (the latest is more permanent) in brain.
The more information we used of repeated, the more likely it’s to be retained in our brains. And it will be easier too for us to retrieved those memories.
And, this afternoon, I recalled memory of Ken’s sandal again because I happened to see a quite similar ones at a small store nearby my workplace. It was a pair of brown sandals. I will send the photo right after this (longest) text I’ve ever written to you.
I know, the moment you see the photo—just like when we share the story— it will brought you to the past. I hope you can feel the warmth just by seeing it. One of our best times with Ken.
Things I have learnt—we can choose good memories to keep, it’s unlimited. Ken always made us learn something, right? Even until he isn’t with us anymore. I miss him. We will miss him forever.
Have a good day, Luke.