We're your parents "bad parents"?
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Recent news stories make me think back on how I was raised. Did your parents do things that would make the news today?
Every year on the 4th of July, my family would celebrate at our family cabin on the lake. My cousins and I and most of our friends always had our own stash of fireworks. My dad always got tired of me taking his lighter so he would give me lit cigarettes to use for my fireworks! I had to keep puffing on em to keep my fuses lit!
Anyone elses dear old dad top that one!!!?
Every year on the 4th of July, my family would celebrate at our family cabin on the lake. My cousins and I and most of our friends always had our own stash of fireworks. My dad always got tired of me taking his lighter so he would give me lit cigarettes to use for my fireworks! I had to keep puffing on em to keep my fuses lit!
Anyone elses dear old dad top that one!!!?
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when i was 3 my dad and i went to a football game...he gave me a sip of his beer...he started talking to the people around us and forgot i had the beer...i drank the whole thing
when i was 8, i got a ringtop stuck on my finger and couldn't get it off...it started to cutoff circulation...by the time i got home i was shivering (probably in a little shock) so my dad gave me something to warm me up...not knowing what it was i drank the entire shot of brandy
there are probably others but it would require years of psychotherapy to bring up repressed memories
And I'm pretty sure we were left home alone at what would be considered "too young" today...10 & 11 years old.
I also sliced open my palm with a utility knife (the meaty part right below your thumb)...all the way down to the bone, I was given a band-aid and told to shut the hell up. I was probably 7.
- Christopher McCandless
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I had great parents.
Huh?
ah, company would have been nice but now I prefer to be home alone. I actually get cranky if I don't get any 'me' time after about 3 days.
- Christopher McCandless
I bet you could kick the shit out of them now Mr. "I can do a bazillion push-ups in 90 seconds"...
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It just seems that when some kids are disciplined using older methods, such as a simple spanking or such, they are called abused or all this bullying nonsense. Some of it is warranted of course but it's a case by case basis.
He left me as collateral at a gas station when he forgot his wallet after pumping gas. This was like 1984.
The one time I made a poor choice (I took the family car cruising around the neighborhood before I got my license), he punished me by shutting off the electricity and the air conditioning vents to my bedroom for a week.
kevinbeetle: "Yes. When her career washes up and her and Gavin move to Galveston, you will meet her at Hot Topic shopping for a Japanese cheerleader outfit.
Next!"
I have the most awesome parents in the world, but of course they may have a few blurry moments.
One time when I was probably 6, my older sister 9, my dad was driving us home in his pick-up truck. We were only a few miles from home when he saw his "friend" running down the street. He yells to him "Yo John, hop in, I'll give you a ride home." This guy keeps refusing, and my dad keeps insisting. There is like a bench-type seat in the truck, with no back seat, so the three of us are already at max capacity. This guy finally gets in and we both have to practically sit on his lap. He was overweight and sweaty and really creepy. He tells my dad he's ready to get out and my dad insists on taking him all the way home. When he finally gets out, he says, "thanks man, and by the way, my name's Dennis."
I started being left alone when I was 7. I was kinda scared shitless.
Mowing with a riding mower at around 5, with a dad that cut his toes off when he was around the same age.
My parents wouldn't take us to the hospital until we proved we needed it. Not fun to try to do little exercises with a broken thumb or collarbone.
Mom told me to be careful when she found out we were crossing a river using a beaver dam.
My dad would "kick my ass up between my shoulders" or just a flick to the head as a "spanking". I don't think he realized how hard he could flick.
My parents did a pretty good job overall, as I'm pretty fucking awesome. Dad gave me unreasonable anxiety and my mom gave me the ability to fly off the handle, the rest I feel pretty solid about.
I didn't go through near what some of you have.
I guess by today's standards, things like riding restraint-free in the back seat of the car with the dog in tow or my sister and I sleeping in the hatchback of our '72 Nova could seem irresponsible...but somehow - somehow! - we made it through OK.
My parents also had no problem serving us wine when we were younger (and I'm not talking Manichewitz on Rosh Hashana
Responsibility tempered with indulgence...good way to (be taught to) live, I say.
mother - a wonderful christian woman with a double side of ignorance
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
my mom and my dad always try their best for me ans my sister,and love us nonstop...
and is all that matters..and Thank them for that..
and i feel i dont have the right to judge them if are good parents or not..
from the moment im not a parent i dont have a clue how difficult job is to be a parents i dont have the right to judge them..
and i think being a parent is the most fuckin difficult job..
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
very true - it is extremely frustrating. I am always worried that I am not doing the best
my father not living in our home my mother a live in housekeeper for the wealthy
Cudahy family. My sisters much older were out on their own.
I don't think that would fly these days and it was kind of lonely.
I was such a good kid too I think back could have gotten into some stuff.
Other than that I was loved and looked forward to party Friday nights
when the music played, my parents cocktailed and Dad made wonderful food.
Come to think of it that sounds a lot like my life now
That’s probably the best lesson a parent can give a child, the importance of an education.
We were raised with a good work ethic and we’re all decent people.
And I'm happy to say, they're still both with us, they're up there, but they're still here and relatively healthy. I'm very grateful for that.
no need to worry.....
cause you are not. :fp:
i kid
My Brother (3 years older than me) and I used to fight a lot. One day my Dad got sick of it and dragged us to the garage by our hair/ears and locked us in. Told us to fight it out. It was the worst beating I ever took. I think he banged my head against the little red wagon for about 7 minutes.
Another day I was being a little shit and I hit my Dad on the head with a pillow while he was eating dinner. He told me to stop, so I did it again. He held his steak knife up in the air as I hit downwards with the pillow. The knife went through the pillow and into my finger.
And the funniest one I can remember -- my Dad cooked me a hamburger and it had too much blood...what kid eats bloody burgers? I complained and wouldnt eat it...he said, "Oh too much juice for you?!" then he opened the glass sliding door, flipped out, and tried to throw the hamburger into the pool about 20 feet away. He missed the door and the burger hit the wall and stuck there for a second. When it fell to the floor, we all erupted in laughter. He was not amused.
My dad also did alot of speed, which as you can imagine makes an already shitty person into a massively shitty person. I used to find speed pills all over my bedroom because that's where the clothes hamper was and they would fall out of his pocket.
Also my mom took 2 of my cats(at different times in my childhood) and dumped them out in the middle of nowhere and told me that they ran away. One because it scratched the hood of her car with its claws when it jumped off, and the other because it was an unneutered male that sprayed all over everything. Each of them came back after being gone for months if not a year or more.
I could go on all day with stories, haha.
That's classic.
My dad was never much of a cook, but there are a few that take the cake for most awful. Shepard's pie with cubes potatoes, sweet corn and ground beef. That was pretty bad, but another time, being out of charcoal lighter fluid he used regular gas to light the grill. Then 1)didn't tell us and 2) tried to act like we were babies for not wanting to eat it. Dunno how many of you have ever tasted gasoline, but imagine that in meat form and you'll have a pretty good idea what that meal was like.
Oh, the one thing he was best at, polish sausage and sauerkraut would stink up the house all day and the fridge for a few days til he could finish it off.