If you have a glass of water with sand in the bottom, the water looks quite clear until you shake the glass and then the water becomes murky Childhood memories are like that. They have settled to the bottom of the glass until they are agitated by seeing children interacting. These visual experiences set off remembrances and stimulate memory. Some of these imprints have been dormant for years. The sight of children swimming, dunking underwater and playing with their hair opens the memory channel. So much has changed in the feminine culture and yet so many characteristics have stayed the same. Sexuality, gender and identity are woven into these childhood memories. The memories themselves are unsettling. Are they the truth or a figment of imagination? Being witness to the child’s play, allows one to reengage in personal childhood memories. It is like shaking the glass with sand in the bottom. Everything looks fine, but it is that grain of sand that makes the pearl of who we are.