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Do you remember as a kid when you did or thought something, that you look at later as pretty stupid and innocent? From misunderstandings to weird stuff you did, share some cute moments from your childhood here.
Here's one of my moments: Every time I'd hear someone say "power plant", I always thought there was a an actual leafy plant that people somehow harvested power from. I'd always think of a weed of some kind with sparks coming from it. It took me some time to realize that power plants were referring to the large places with smoke stacks bellowing smoke.
Your turn!
The memory of when I was in elementary school that stands out the most would most likely be in third grade I have a memory gap that spans 3 months and had no recollection of what happened during that period of time and still have no clue. Back then it was horrifying due to not being able to remember anything and had no clue what to do about it.
Having a crush on Maddie in 5th grade
She didn't like me back at all
i thought that all the shows on satellite tv were filmed in a satellite...
I remember in elementary school the magical idea of a food fight. Never happened.
When I look back at it now, it just sounds like a smelly, sticky mess.
I remember how much of a love/hate thing Elementary School was. I hated to go and I didn't like being away from the comfort of my house, but on the other hand once I got past that I would usually have a lot of fun.
I was a pretty smart fellow and could put up with things like math and history pretty easily. So once I put that aside a lot of it used to be just reading stories, playing games, playing sports during recess and doing arts & crafts.
I regret how much I took all that for granted since it was all so fun and innocent back then. Now it's just cold hard facts, bullshit complicated math and boring history.
I guess that's a part of childhood though, some of the best stuff, or usually all of it, will just be taken for granted when you're a child.
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[QUOTE=Handsome Pete;30468171]I remember in elementary school the magical idea of a food fight. Never happened.
When I look back at it now, it just sounds like a smelly, sticky mess.[/QUOTE]
I remember that too. The kids would always joke about starting one or say " oh that would be awesome let's do it! "
But nobody ever did. Nobody wanted to get in trouble and nobody had the balls to start one.
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I think I should stop starting my sentences with I.
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[QUOTE=Corey_Faure;30466249]Here's one of my moments: Every time I'd hear someone say "power plant", I always thought there was a an actual leafy plant that people somehow harvested power from. I'd always think of a weed of some kind with sparks coming from it. It took me some time to realize that power plants were referring to the large places with smoke stacks bellowing smoke.
Your turn![/QUOTE]
My vision of a power plant back then used to be a nuclear power plant with a giant leaf sticking out of it, so we pretty much thought alike.
I had a crush on this girl, she died after a few months because of a car crash and I was trying to get close to her. :smith:
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All old Disney movies
Pokemon
Nintendo 64
Making a track from th kitchen to the living room with 50 huge-ass disney books for my cars :3:
I put 12 crayons into the living room radiator when I was 3.
Jonny and Tina.
The greatest friends I ever had. :allears:
I remember that when I was tiny kid I used to smash my head repeatedly against the wall or door whenever I was angry.
Maybe that explains why I have such a strong head. :v:
Sometimes, you may find babies smashing their heads on something hard. They do this to get high. Seriously. Hurting yourself releases some p cool buzz-inducing shit.
the floor is lava...
Y'know how some teachers have "assistants" that do excess paperwork or help the special kids? We had one back in the elementary we called Mrs. Martin. She was hella ugly, unibrow and manface and all that. Looking back on it, I realize she really looked like He-Man, only with brown hair.
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This woman was the definition of bitch. I walked into kindergarten, I was four, it was like my eighteenth day. I start it out by giving a cheerful, "Good morning, Mrs. Martin."
[b]"Go flip a card."[/b]
:geno:
(We had a card system back then Green card-good, yellow-warning, orange-timeout, brown-principal's office, red-principal's office, note sent to parents, etc.)
That pretty much started it off for me. She antagonized the living shit out of me for the entire year, blaming me for all kinds of bullshit, like when they found a huge unflushed shit in the girl's bathroom (I'm a dude you ugly cunt, and I even saw the fucker who did it). Making things even worse, she transferred up the classes as we went on, so I had to take that shit all year. Then in third grade she spawned an unlucky little shit and then we all had to be nice to "Mommy Martin", as she called herself afterwards. Then she proceeded to shit on me constantly for the rest of the year.
Eigth grade junior high, I've been free of her since fifth grade and I'm happy as shit. I see her walking down the street with a few of her new students and she waves and says hi in a really annoying squeaky tone.
I give her a grand smile, dial up the finger and give her a big old "Fuck you."
She's completely speechless. Some of the kids in her class she's walking start giggling, a little girl starts crying, and the rest of my class just stares in awe. My teach, an apathetic bro-professor like all the other male teachers I've had, just chuckles and keeps walking.
No punishment.
TL;DR ugly fuck teach makes elementary hell, i flip her the bird few years later.
When I put metal in the microwave and thought I could control the lighting.
That one time I threw my soup at a wall when I was trying to throw it away at lunch in 4th grade. I don't really remember if I had to clean it up or not.
I used to pretend that my dog was my little brother, because i was the youngest one in the family. [sp]He died today, sob sob[/sp]
I was about 6. And my stepfather was stationed in Germany, we went on vacation to Italy. While we were at a camp site, some other American tourists were there and we were playing freeze tag. I was being chased and kept looking behind me. While looking behind me, I wasn't paying attention to where I was running and I ran into a tree and busted my nose. That morning I ate apple jacks out of a cup and watched speed racer in Italian. I didn't speak Italian but the dude was pressing buttons on his steering wheel and did something bad ass. While I was in Germany, the house we lived in had a wood frame with frosted glass in the middle, the door had a spring on it and shut by itself. I was bored because my older sister wasn't letting me play SNES. Anyway I was playing a game I made up that involved me pushing the door back open before it fully shut. I was doing pretty well so I back up a little bit more and then tried again. But I was too slow, and the door shut, I went right through the glass middle and got all cut up. I didn't cry until I saw all the blood coming out.
Making roads in the Dirt to drive my toy cars in.
I remember being hated, and alot of people hated me, and one crazy chick I didn't know to well was my crushes friend, should of gone after her before she moved. /sobsob.
Also, I was a bit 'special' so people mocked me, in 7th grade they still treat me that way, I had way easy math and I had to run the fuck out of that class every second period cause I didn't want to look like a dumbass. Good times.
actually asking jeeves a question and expecting an intelligent response :saddowns:
I remember making a huge Hotwheels track with my friend who also loved cars. it went from my room's bookshelf to under the table of the living room, we just placed cars at the start and they rolled through the track through loops and banked turns right to the finish. We also built a railroad. i want my railroad track pieces back, i miss them :saddowns:
I had a 'girlfriend' in primary school, and then people made us kiss. But I didn't know what to do so we sort of headbutted.
But still I sort of had my first kiss when I was about 6 years old.
Except now I'm 17 and still a virgin.
[QUOTE=MintyMginty;30498759]I had a 'girlfriend' in primary school, and then people made us kiss. But I didn't know what to do so we sort of headbutted.
But still I sort of had my first kiss when I was about 6 years old.
Except now I'm 17 and still a virgin.[/QUOTE]
Same here, man!
[QUOTE=MintyMginty;30498759]I had a 'girlfriend' in primary school, and then people made us kiss. But I didn't know what to do so we sort of headbutted.
But still I sort of had my first kiss when I was about 6 years old.
Except now I'm 17 and still a virgin.[/QUOTE]
I saw some mid-puberty tits in sixth grade.
My dad went in the army for a short period and each night I would watch out the window, thinking he'd be dropped off by a helicopter in front of our house.
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