Foraging as a child

Not much foraging here, moving countries a lot as a child meant we had no knowledge of where to go pick things. We blackberried on trips home. In NZ dad used my brother and I as lookouts when he scrumped oysters at the beach (which was obviously illegal). Not foraging really, but remember a large peach tree in one rented house garden, my little friends and I would sit underneath, bash the tree trunk and peaches would fall which we would gorge on.
In Thailand there was a vine that grew in the hedges that we used to search for that was a spinach like leaf, very nice stir fried with garlic, no idea what it was called.