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My mom has told me that my first word was "stick".
As a little kid I was (and still am) a constant liar. (In person that is, over the net I have nothing to dance around so why bother lying.) Anyway because of my reputation I quickly became the older brother that everything got blamed on. Even if I tried to be good I'd get no recognition and the praise would always go to my younger brothers and the blame would always get placed on me. I remember one incident where I saw my brother ripping down window curtains but before I could say anything my dad came in and asked me what was going on. I said that my younger brother was ripping down the curtains but for some reason he just smacked me and then smacked me again and said "That one was for lying." I was bitter for a long time, but ultimately it taught me that it's not worth it even to try and tell the truth, thus solidifying the need in my mind to lie constantly to my parents. On another note
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I tended to speak my mind when I was talked to, no matter how much trouble it got me into. I once told my mother when I was 13 or 14 that I didn't want to get married a virgin... I wanted to have sex before marriage (and many times, with different guys) so that I wouldn't feel obligated to stay with a wife beater like my mom did for 10 years. Wow... I got the crap beat out of me like nobody's business. I don't know why I never learned to keep my opinions to myself. |
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01-05-2004, 02:52 AM | #25 | |
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Ouch! That's really harsh. Still I have a feeling that my parents would think something like that was terribly cute. And then turn around and slap me for making you say such a thing. Quiet types got away with everything in my house. Ask Bombadillo
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My first word was Chester.
Can't relate to any of the above because not only am I an only child, I'm a spoiled only child from a sane household.
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01-05-2004, 05:36 PM | #28 |
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The most pathetic thing I did as a child, was when I was like 6 or 7 years old. My friends told me to ask my mum how babies are made. So I did. And I then started laughing, and screamed: "You don't have to tell me, 'cause I already know!" And ran out to my friends again. Stupid child..
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But now that I am a bit older I don't fight with my brothers anymore. Well, no I fight with them a lot more often it's just "different" I guess. Before we were really hating each other like "why was he born type of thing". Now we just yell at each other constantly for stupid stuff. Now that the youngest of my siblings has reached teenage years it's been all of us vs. the parents. Usually with ME taking the middle way! An example of a childhood fight in the days of yore. Me: "Blah blah yell blah don't touch my stuff." Brother: "Blah blah you are dumb." Me: "Shutup idiot" ::At this point I pick up some random object as my brother tries to run away from a beating and throw it at him. This sometimes ended in a bloody scalp for my brother:: An example of me fighting with my brothers now. Brother: "No you do it this way." Me: "No stupid this way." Brother: "No. You're an idiot. How could you possibly do it that way?" Me: "What?! Who does it your way? That's totally retarded." Brother: "Only to you, cus you're an idiot." Me: "No, look at how much time is wasted trying to do it your way." Brother: "What are you talking about? It's easier! Now go get me something to eat." Me: "No, I'll get you something to eat once you try it my way and see for yourself that it's easier and that your a retard." This sort of thing goes on forever. We have too much respect for each other to just smack the other person so it drags out for days like this. My latest argument has lasted for the past week. We would bring it up at odd moments and start a yelling match any time of the day about it. It's so fun that way because I know it drive my mom crazy hehe
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01-06-2004, 12:12 PM | #30 |
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My youngest son's first three words were
"yu"- 'fish' in Chinese "fuding" - 'fish' in his mother's tribal language and (you guessed it) "fish"- in English - we spent a lot of time camping at the beach that summer One of my earliest childhood memories comes from hearing neighbors' kids talking about Devils. I have very vivid memories of looking through the storm sewers' gratings and "seeing" bright red devils- has always made me suspicious of childhood "recovered memories"
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01-06-2004, 11:20 PM | #31 |
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My first word was "beer" and my first sentance, i sht you not, was "i want beer".
yeah, lots of older brother drinking beer around me. I was the "oops" so i was born when my planned brothers were way older. and the stupidest thing was when i was about seven was that once when my brothers had their friends over from Karate class, they would beat the ever loving crap outta me. So one day, dreading there return i ask them for a different option. One of my brothers friends thought it would be funny for me to play "mattador" with our next door neighbors doberman. And the next thing i know, i was handed a blue sheet as a cape and a red table cover as my red flag and i was hoisted over the fence. Needless to say, things didnt turn out well for the mattador and lucky for me the owner just got back from work 2 minutes later and i was rushed to the ER for being so badly ripped apart. (They even were stupid enough to catch it on tape because they thought it would win them money if they sent it to america's funniest vidoe's or something, i still have the tape too)
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ALL of my parent's children were dropped/fell on floor as babies. Or fell off of something. Chairs and beds. My grandmother was over when my little sister was a baby and was watching her on the bed, when my sister decides to roll off the bed. My grandma was like 'DOROTHY (my mom)! OLIVIA FELL!' like flipping out and my mom's just laughing and she's like 'it's about time, it's happened to all our kids'
I don't think any of us fell flat on our heads, and some of us had carpet there lol but you never know, maybe there's a reason we're all weird....
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01-07-2004, 11:31 PM | #33 |
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Aye, i think that's the case with my family as well. Older generations included.
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maybe that's why society reportedly keeps getting dumber and dumber... each generation gets dropped on its head making us stupider by generation....
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01-07-2004, 11:43 PM | #35 |
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Aye, could be. Or they could be torn around by the neighbors guard dog....*shudder*
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This is the coolest old thread I just found!
When I was three, and my baby sister was born, she was my WHOLE world. I doted on her like crazy! I remember this one time she was outside in her pram, in the front of our house by the flower garden, and I decided to pick the heads very carefully off all my mother's flowers and arrange them around my sister's head, like a halo or a flower tiara. I put a lot of thought into it! Momma figured it was too pretty to be angry with me for decimating her flower garden I painted the kittens once, too, when I was four. I had this idea that they'd be so much prettier if they had different colours, like red and orange and blue. I used my mother's oil paints for this. Those poor, poor kittens had to be washed with turpentine. Honestly, I just thought they'd be so much prettier with the paint...
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Does anybody remember when it was that they last (or ever) believed in Santa Claus?
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And you didn't get blamed for everything. Remember the time you blamed something on me that you did, and actually got me expelled from the dinner table, then you made fun of me as I walked out, so I punched you off your stupid chair and broke your glasses? All in all my childhood wasn't bad, though any story worth telling about it invovles abuse or neglect, apparently. I don't remember ever believing in Santa Claus. I mean, every Christmas gift I've ever gotten clearly said on the label "to: Steve from: (someone other than Santa)." I always respected the purpose of his myth though. And I do recall my mom reavealing the truth to me though. I was thriteen, and walking into Party City to help her shop for a Christmas present for my little cousin, and she said, "by the way, you do know there's no such thing as Santa right?" It made me laugh at her. "Thirteen mom." EDIT: Oh, yeah. First words. Mine was "Gajee," which wasn't really a word but just a name I must have invented for my older brother, Anglorfin, whose name is really Andrew. That's how I addressed him until I was like ten or something. I still call him that sometimes, often by accident, which is always weird.
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Ah, isn't that frustrating!? That came up in coversation somehow recently, and I told my parents about how they would never answer my questions when I was little and my mom replied "well it's hard to answer 'why' to a child." I spent my childhood begging to understand 'why' everything. All I ever wanted or needed was an explanation, but they thought I was asking some sort of foolish hypothetical question every time or I was incapable of understanding the explanation. I hate hypothetical questions, and I obviously would have made sense of any explanation I got. That's something I vow to keep in mind while raising my own kids, and in fact that's how I do treat all of my youngest cousins now.
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