What about those stories that ur parents used to tell u about their past experiences etc? My mum used to tell me how she went to Africa when she was little and got bitten by a scorpion and her uncle had to suck out the poison, she even showed us the scar.(although it seemed to change places each time she told us) It wasn't until we were older and she told us she never travelled overseas until she was 20 that we realised she was lying. Also a friend of my sisters told us how his grandma had told him that she built the Sydney Harbour Bridge single handedly and he went around school telling everyone of how great his grandma was...lol :D
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How about Father Christmas, the Easter ...
How about Father Christmas, the Easter Bunny, God, etc? If I have children, no bullshit.
Reminds me of how my Mum was telling my 7yo cousin (who want's to be like the Wizard) that to be a wizard he had to go to Hogwarts & go to bed early & stay in skoooool. I feel sorry for little kids who get fed all this crap when they're too young to make up their own minds.
// How about Father Christmas, the ...
// How about Father Christmas, the Easter Bunny, God, etc? If I have children, no bullshit.
All very well in principal mega, but in reality it doesn't work so well. My parents tried this on me, which was fine until I got to kindergarten. Do you know what it's like being the only four year old who knows that Father Christmas doesn't exist? Nobody would believed me, and I got mocked for not knowing about him.
// All very well in principal mega, but ...
// All very well in principal mega, but in reality it doesn't work so well
very true statement there are somethings where it is difficult to go against the majority. . .i think its cruel to teach kids all that shit and personally im not going to tell my kids about it untill they ask and then let them make their own decisions, i'm not going to encourage stoopid behaviour like that tho and if they choose to believe in santa there is no way that i am going to get the extra presents. . .
I do feel sorry for the kids that are taught that those things do exist only to have their dreams crushed when they hit primary. . .plain cruel of the parents. . .
good thing tho is that i dnt think that i will have children. . .so i dnt think that i will have to face these issues
My father told me he got shot in the ...
My father told me he got shot in the leg (and also showed me the scar). Turns out it was some gross boil thing .... I think my father has problems with lying. He also convinced me that he could play Scarborough Fair on guitar, and it wasn't until I started playing guitar myself that I realised all he ever did was pluck the strings and sing over the top of the racket he was making.
Other lies include:
- Seeing an upside down, double decker bus, on fire, with a tiger inside it, whilst walking through Mt Vic tunnel
- His mother making him eat fryed dog food (he got in big trouble for that when I asked my Nana)
- Making me cry by telling me all he ever wanted for his birthday was a blue ball, and one day he got one, went outside, kicked it against a nail in a fence, it popped, and he never had a ball again.
- And the classic, walking 10 miles to school, backwards, in the snow, with no shoes on. (Come to think of it, he lived in Wellington, where the hell would the snow of come from??)
either - a snow making machine - Mt ...
either
- a snow making machine
- Mt Climbee
- one of the very very rare occasions it has snowed in wellington
your Dad sounds pretty damned cool ...
your Dad sounds pretty damned cool actually Jay.
my Dad introduced me to my first experience of a lie, when (me aged 4 or so) he tried to get me to eat pees (which i hated) by saying they were made of chocolate. i tried them and they weren't.
my partner is sitting here beside me saying that i need to get over this pees/chocolate experience, and that i need some sort of rebirthing thing etc to move beyond it etc.
oh good grief - <b> peas </b>! please ...
oh good grief - peas ! please excuse the flu induced, pea hating spelling. LOLOLOLOLOL! might be an indication of how much i hate them still.
One time when I didn't eat my peas my ...
One time when I didn't eat my peas my mother made pea sandwich and made me eat it. That fear factor style bug milkshake has nothing on a cold pea sandwich.
My grandfather kept saying "Back when I ...
My grandfather kept saying "Back when I was a girl...". That freaked me out no end because I never knew when I might start mutating.
Talking of mutation, i sucked my ...
Talking of mutation, i sucked my fingers as a toddler, my mother took me down the road to meet Pedro an elderly man who had only 2 fingers on one hand, she later told me that he had sucked is fingers right off his hand........... I would have been less than 3 at the time........ I can still see his hand........
don't you fuckin DARE impose your ...
don't you fuckin DARE impose your sense of realism on your kids- knowing that the bunny & the fairy & santa exist is an important part of childhood- developmentally- one of my colleagues back in the 60's wrote a paper on it- & uh... she knew her shit- similarly the age of scepticism is essential developmentally to juveniles & beyond
just remember- no-one can yet offer concrete proof that ANYTHING- apart from our individual selves- exists- ¿are you gonna be so arrogant as to start proclaiming that bunnies fairies & santas don't exist?- where's your freakin PROOF
let me tell you a true story- when i was 17- & thinking maybe there wasn't a santa- i decided to wait for him- borrowed some of my mom's lingerie- turned the lights low- poured 2 glasses of clearwater- turns out he's real- gave him the best christmas he's ever had- he's not actually an old chubola- has a back like marlon in streetcar
you guys need to watch the directors cut of baron von munchausen
A child should have the right to enjoy ...
A child should have the right to enjoy the time of make believe and fantasies. Many kids do not have the chance to do that because reality is inescapable. Like the children living in Israle and Palestein right now.
Okay, so my parents never told me ...
Okay, so my parents never told me traumatic stories when I was a child so I was in no way prepared for that story Lena. Thanks a bunch.
>>you guys need to watch the directors ...
>>you guys need to watch the directors cut of baron von munchausen<<
I really was with you 100% until that ... but really, it's a bit sad for a 5 year old kid not to believe in Santa ain't it? Not to mention if you tell your kid the truth then they're gonna tell everyone else in their class ... wrecking it for them too ...
// Not to mention if you tell your kid ...
// Not to mention if you tell your kid the truth then they're gonna tell everyone else in their class ... wrecking it for them too ...
Nah that's crap. They just don't believe you when you tell them Father Christmas is not true. See post above.
Maybe in your case ... but kids these ...
Maybe in your case ... but kids these days, you know what I'm saying? They got more idea than we had I think ...
Yeah! Go Lena! Okay, so I've got ...
Yeah! Go Lena!
Okay, so I've got two kids, and they DIG Santa and it's so cool to watch it. Yes, I feel STINK every time I think about them finally listening to small sceptics at school (hasn't happened yet, thank God and the oldest one is 7). But, the excitement and amazement and all that other stuff that they get to go through at Christmas time totally outweighs that.
I am however honest about ather things - maybe too honest. One day, for example, my 6yr old daughter dreamily told me she wished she could fly up and touch the stars. I informed her that stars are really just big balls of gas, so she shouldn't bother.
But then again ... for ages I couldn't bring myself to tell them that people eat animals. It's not that long ago that they found out that when someone has a chicken burger, it really is a piece of bird they're eating, not just a kind of food which shares the same name as a bird.
Oh boy, parenting is bloody complicated. But worth it.
Sickening....
Sickening.
Wow, way to go @ me. I can't ...
Wow, way to go @ me. I can't read.
Anyway, my mum told me once, that if you hardboiled an egg you could drop it from a height of three metres and it wouldn't break. That may be true with concrete, but not, I found out, with a person's skull.
When I was a wee fella my mum took me ...
When I was a wee fella my mum took me to her friends place where they were having a gathering of sorts (my mum was a hippie, communes, combi vans, yoga, goats etc). So Im about 4 and I see these people all eating cookies and I wanted one, so this cat comes our way with this plate of cookies and I ask him for one and he says "no you can't have one" and Im thinking that this is kind of bullshit because he's been giving them to everybody else. So I ask my mum why dude is being such a dick and won't let me have a cookie. She then tells me that these are "adult cookies" and only grown ups are allowed to have them.
I cried like a bitch, man I was pissed! The term "adult cookie" means fuck all to a 4 year old that wants a cookie. It wasn't until I was about 12/13 and started smoking weed that I got it, still pisses me off when I think about it, fucking "adult cookie" indeed.
The point of this story is that if you are going to take your children to parties where there will be hash cookies buy them some chocalate chip cookies so they can have a cookie too.
That is pertty irresponsible! I am ...
That is pertty irresponsible! I am sure hashish does damage to child before puberty!
Dude I didn't get one that was my ...
Dude I didn't get one that was my whole issue.
hehe well there's always the old ...
hehe well there's always the old 'carrots may you see in the dark' and 'crusts make your hair curl' (not that my hair needs it!) ...im not really for old wifes tales that get your hopes up!
but when i was little, santa was the funnest part about christmas and the tooth fairy made all the pain of taking your tooth out worthwile. i think a little white lie never hurt anyone ;-)
//the tooth fairy made all the pain of ...
//the tooth fairy made all the pain of taking your tooth out worthwile.
Heh. That reminded me of how, as a child who spent time between their separated parents' houses, I always wondered why the toothfairy was more generous when I lost a tooth at Dad's place than at Mum's.
And, as I'm sure most did as a kid, I played ignorant for quite some time after I realised the truth about the Tooth Fairy. Sure, the illusion was gone, but the principle of secret middle-of-the-night trading of body parts for cash will always exist.