Life: Things you did when you were a kid [!OT]

[mrwiseman]

This thread is to share with everybody the fun stuff you did when you were few years old.

- When my parents were teaching me to read (I learned to read more than a year before I should), and I was shown the letter B, I exclaimed "It looks like tits!".

- One day when I was 4 my father took me to the hairdresser's, but my usual one was closed, so I went to a different one, so I was a little annoyed. While she was cutting my hard she was chit-chatting with my father, which further pissed me off because I thought she wasn't paying attention to me as she should. I looked directly into her eyes through the mirror with this stern look, and said in perfect Spanish: "You better shut up and watch out what you do with those scissors." My father was red, and she didn't say another word.

<font color="#345E81" size="1">[ December 16, 2004 05:55 PM: Message edited by: -Wiseman- ]</font>

[Cataferal]

Ahahaha! Nice. How old were you for the second one?
I have a few stories to tell as well, i was a real terror it seems.

-My aunt was having an after wedding celebration, and my new uncle in-law (great guy, by the way) had bought her a surprise bottle of expensive perfume (Chanel No..12 i think?). Anyway, i was around 4 or 5 at the time, and for some reason i rushed upstairs, found it, and started pouring it all over their bed. Dont know why.
Apparantly they're bed smelt fairly nice for months afterwards though.

-While i was in Belgium, aged 4-5 (again) i blew up the family television by spitting into the back off it whilst it was still operating. Dont know why.

-When i returned to England, at age 6, my mum bought me a brand new jacket. I stuffed it into the toaster, turned it on and it caught fire. Again, i dont know why.

I dont remember any of these, aside from blowing up my television, which ultimately was just damn cool. My mum just keeps reminding me of these past events whenever she wants to embarass me [img]tongue.gif[/img]

[mrwiseman]

I was 4 years old in the second one.

- I started speaking rather late, I was the worst of my class in the kindergarten, but when I did, I ended up being the best. I always had this tendency to do things right or not do them at all, so I kept for myself a lot of things until I learnt how to say them.

- In my first day of class (aged 8), the teacher said something to me, and for some reason, I gave her my stern look and said: "You will address me as 'Majesty'." Since then I was called "His Majesty" by all teachers outside class. Lol, I rocked ^_^V

I hate it how every few family lunches it must be my stupid day because my parents and grandparents start remembering all the crap I did and making fun of me, but I'm proud of the four things I mentioned so far (I'll post some I'm not proud of later )

<font color="#345E81" size="1">[ December 16, 2004 06:46 PM: Message edited by: -Wiseman- ]</font>

[Dreamer7000]

Wiser - DA Emperor
Cata - Piro-maniac...
&gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt; j/k

When I was not so young, I guess 2-3 years ago, my bro was about to sit on the chair in fronta my PC, and I puled it away from him, slam, he got to the ground... xD then it ended up in a figthing, as he tossed me to the wardrobe... we didn't talk for days... #_o

Heh again, mebbe 2 years ago, a guy called my mom on the phone, and he asked for her. Then I yelled out loudly: "mom, it's that idiot again!"
OMG I was the quiet one for a week...

I know it's a bit offtopic, but these were in the past and maybe quite fun as well, I'll try to dig further back next time.

<font color="#345E81" size="1">[ December 17, 2004 02:26 AM: Message edited by: Dreamer Hyper ]</font>

[justwildbeat]

Um, I used to have this extreme fear of being taken away from my mom, hehhe

-Whenever my mom wanted me to behave she would tell me that if I was bad the police would come and take me away.

Then when we went to a her friend's house, the friend's husband was sleeping on the couch in his uniform. So I pretty much screamed and tightly clunged to my mom.

-I also apparently accidently hit a cousin of mine on the head w/a bat . . . I don't remember this but yeah.

[mrwiseman]

- I did my first couple of years of school in Argentina; back then my parents weren't sure what to do WRT returning to Spain, and they wanted to raise me as an Argentinan. On Argentina's national day, kids have to paint the flag in their notebooks at school. Every time, next to the Argentinan flag and a little larger, I I drew the Spanish flag, which pissed my teachers off. I also tried to speak more like the Spanish because of my grandparents.

- In those years I lived in an 8th floor. One of my hobies was to build a hook with anything I could and attach it to a yarn. I used it to hook my 7th floor neighbor's flowerpots from the balcony and throw them down to the large terrace in the 3rd floor.

- This is much more recent, probably talked about it in some other thread. I used to be a jerk when I was in high school. In the first week I got filed and sent to the director's office because I was in a fight with this lamer right when some idiot teacher had to pass by. We called that director either "the bear" or "uncle Philip" (because of his resemblance to the character from The Fresh Prince of Bel-air). You can imagine.

[squirrelboy]

i remember setting fire to my uncle's cat once...i was abt 4 or five

[Xhell]

hahaha, these are all great!

IRT yourking: how did you set a cat alight? surely theyd run when acknowledging a kid approaching it with a flame-creating instrument...


I can't remember that many things I did when I was young, that were particularly interesting.
There was the time I got electricuted. I was about 4-6 years, and my mum was ironing some colthes in the kitchen. I walked in with some scissors, saw the iron wire in front of me, and........well, cutting wires seemed like a good idea at the time. Anyway, next thing I remember was a loud bang, a huge flash of light, and then eventually gaining consciousness staring at the cieling, a couple of feet from where I had cut the wire. My mum didn't look very concerned when it happened, but I remember finding it quite funny when it had happened, and laughed.

There was also one time when I had a knife, and my sister was annoying me, I saw her throat, and.......well, cutting throats seemed like a good idea at the time. I didn't kill her, or draw any blood (luckily it was a normal table knife) but i remember lunging forward, cutting slowly over her throat, her screaming, and my parents piling on top of me. I've never considered cutting someone else's throat since. Again, about 4-6.

Also, when I was about 7 years old, I lived in Singapore, in a house surrounded by abundant plants and a diverse range of animals. Once I found a lizard, picked it up, only to notice it had dirt in it's mouth. Being the altruistic, compassionate child I was, I shoved my finger in it's mouth in an attempt to help it. It bit me. I held it by it's tail, span it roung 4 or 5 times, then threw it down a hill, over a fence, into a thorn bush.
I may have overeacted.

I also used to have a hobby of pulling worms in two when I found them, cause I was enthralled by the black stuff inside.

And one time I spent half an hour slowly peeling a snail's shell off, believing I was liberating it from a prison. I was probably about 4-5, again.

<font color="#345E81" size="1">[ December 19, 2004 05:35 PM: Message edited by: Raij ]</font>

[Xhell]

also, I had a couple of "experiences" about 2 years ago, of which occurred only a few weeks apart, and is something im renowned for amongst my friends. (both these happened in my old house)

-when arriving home from a friends house late at night, after putting my bike away, I noticed that the light in the TV room was on, suggesting there was someone watching tv. I snuck around to the window, intending to hit the window with my hand so as to shock whoevers watching tv (which worker before), however this time, instead of making a loud noise, my hand went smashing straight through the glass, scaring my brother to hell, but saturating my hand with glass. When my mum poked her head through the window, she saw broken glass, and me lurching with laughter. It was never replaced (even though we've moved house now, hehe).

-one time after my saturday morning work, I was hungry so I decided to make myself some toast. When I started the toaster, I realised that it would take a good few minutes to make the toast, and so decided that this gave me enough time to start playing DBZ Budokai in the opposite room. I turn on the ps2, completely forget anything regarding toast. After about 10 minutes of playing, I notice black smoke billowing into the room. I run out, only to see raging flames licking at the door to my kitchen, and a picture which my parents particularly liked, smash to the ground. I run shouting for my dad (who happened to be outside with a hosepipe, and has experience tackling fires from the army), who put it out. Buuuuut most of the contents of the whole kitchen was burnt to cinders. Because of me!
Buut, it was beneficial, for our old kitchen was shitty, and by me burning it down, we were able to replace it with a nice new, sparkly one. My parents actuallty thanked me for this act of arsenism. Eeee.

Strange how things conspire, but i swear this was the worst beginning to a year ever.

[mrwiseman]

- I got electrocuted 3 or 4 times; I was fascinated with electricity since before I can remember. I never lost my consciousness, just felt funny but I was lucky enough to be able to release it.

- I read the first porn mags when I was like 9 IIRC, and owned my first when I was like 13.

- I played doctors with this girl and saw this another girl at 8.