childhood strangeties.

And i still suspect that some countries i've never been to actually exist.

 

I guess I'm an oddball here. I greeted each day as a new adventure. Some were far more exciting than others. Couldn't wait to see how each day unfolded.

 

I was too busy playing football (soccer) and cowboys and indians or making bonfires to roast potatoes or catching tadpoles to think! My whole life apart from meal times and bed was spent outside with my brothers and the other kids from the neighbourhood.We were very lucky that we had the countyside as well as the street to play in - a whole world in fact.

 

+...And That's The Way It Should Be...:2thumbsup:.



Cheers Glen.

 

BINGO....GLEN Just Gave You Your 5th Green Ball...:2thumbsup:.

And I Couldn't Wish It On A Sweeter Young Lady....



Cheers Glen.

 

Oh wow! So you did! Thanks!!!!

 

And Whats More, I Even Spelt Your Name Correctly...:Angel_anim:



Cheers Glen.

 

I had an unhealthy sensitivity to my toys' "feelings". I would obsessively rotate my stuffed animals and action figures on shelves and various other surfaces in my room, so that no single toy would feel singled out or neglected.

 

i used to shake salt into my hair and spend the next few hours picking out the grains. and i used to floss super hard so my gums were all bleeding and throbbing, then i'd rub on bunch of that numbing gel you use for toothaches.

and i used to pull the strings off of my bananas and put them under rugs

 

Me too!! I did that with my food too, like if I threw it away it would be sad that I didn't eat it...I still feel that way sometimes. Which is ironic since I've always been a picky eater. I hated it when my parents made stuff for dinner that I didn't like, because I knew it was going to get thrown away because I couldn't bring myself to eat it, but then at the same time I'd be wracked with guilt that it was being thrown away because of me. It was so stressful! haha

I also believed that my life was being filmed for the movies, and as soon as the movie came out I was going to be the most famous person in the entire world. I used to imagine I would even have my own line of toothpaste I would be so famous--you would squeeze out the toothpaste and there would be little images of me on it, haha. Damn I was self-absorbed!

I also thought about my body a lot. I thought there was a bear living inside my stomach, and he would eat my food when I ate, and whatever he didn't eat I would poop out. My heart beat because there was a mama penguin and a baby penguin in it, and the mama penguin was making her baby a frozen dinner (I ate a lot of frozen dinners as a kid) but instead of microwaving it, she had to jump up and down to heat it, and if she ever got done jumping up and down, that's when my heart would stop beating. In my head, I had two grey blobs--one was Brain, who was very serious and computer-like, and was in charge of my body, and then there was his partner, Mind, who was in charge of my Imagination and was always acting silly and pissing Brain off (a lot like Pinky and the Brain, actually, although they hadn't come out yet)

When I was 4 or 5 and I first heard about "robbers" and "strangers," I remember thinking up the perfect solution--have everyone who's a robber paint an "R" above their front door, and everyone who was a "stranger" paint an "S" that way, everyone would know to stay away from them. I remember thinking this was the obvious solution, and I couldn't figure out why no one else had thought of this before...

I miss being a kid

 

ah, these are awesome man, i'm so fascinated by the way kids think, like their brains just fire in completely different ways to adults.

i remember a couple more,

one was that when ever i got bored, i used to imagine that gravity could shift its direction to the left or right at any moment, and that therefore (depending on whether i thought it was gonna go left or right) it was always best to be close to a wall on that side, and make sure no cars would fall on top of you. then id imagine how people would adjust to life with gravity pulling them to the right instead of down. i lived in an incredibly dull-looking neighbourhood of identical terrace houses, laid out in a grid. so people there would have to adjust to living on the front face of their houses, with their front doors leading down into their houses like trapdoors, probably families that lived on opposite sides of the street to each other would have to share the now bottom house, as the ones "higher up" would be too hard to get to. every time there was an intersection, bridges would have to be construced linking each street to each other, the ground would never be more than two story's wide.

i also remember being obsessed with george's marvelous medicine, the Roahl Dahl story, used to get all the chemicals in my house together and mix them up (parents woulda gon mental if they knew i was messin about with bleach and what have you). one time i poured a mixture into a bucket, and needed to get rid of it before my dad found it, so i poured it out into the garden, nothing grew on that patch for the next, like, 6 years.

the other one ( and i've heard a load of variations on this, it seems to be pretty common) was when i was bored sitting in the car on the motorway to go up north to see me grandparents, i'd be staring out of the window, imagining a laser beam coming out of the car, stretching away, cutting down all the lampposts and what have you as we went along.

 

haha, these are awesome man, speshli the animals in the body, reminds me of the numskulls.

being a kid rocked, man.

 

This whole thing made my face hurt from grinning. Now I have a headache.