Have you ever done something when you were a young child that would horrify you if your child did the same now

Question

When I was in second grade I was the kid that everyone bullied constantly. A new girl moved into town and started school in the middle of the year and the bullying started in on her and gave me a bit of a respite. One day while walking home from school she was behind me, trying to talk to me, I turned around suddenly and slapped her with an open hand square across her right cheek, and continued walking home. I remember at the time feeling bigger and better then her. She stood in the middle of the alleyway holding her cheek and just staring at me.

At this point in my life I realize how horrible it was for me to do that, and what a little itty bitty disgusting person it made me, and honestly the memory of it fills me with feelings of shame and regret. If any of my children did something like that and I found out about it I would be furious, and the consequences would be immense. I only wish I could remember this innocent girls name so I could apologize to her.

I realize how wrong I was, and believe me that incident taught me many things about the kind of person I want to be, and I never did anything like it again, I was no better than those bullies that tormented both of us.

Have you ever done anything that you would freak if your kids did as well?

Answer 1

Yes, when I was in 7th. grade, a girl who had bullied me a good part of my life up to then, deliberately bumped me off the sidewalk. I was fed up with her & whacked her on the top of her head with my zippered binder(back then we called 'em notebooks). Needless to say the fight was on. Next thing we knew , boys & girls were hanging out the window encouraging me (I was popular), She ripped my blouse right down the front but I put ink all over her skirt, scratched her face & arm & cussed her out. I felt terrible & tried to apologize to her for the fight, she tried to hit me again. Every day of my life since then (1955) I have tried to be non violent & I would never use the kind of language I used that day either. I tried to teach my kids that i'd better not ever hear them or see them bullying anyone but they were allowed to take up for themselves. Raised them to be real good people. They've become great parents & have taught their kids the same thing.

Answer 2

I was the school bully. I hated everyone, and every thing. I broke a girls jaw in history class because she made fun of my nose. I was "that girl" that everybody hated at school. I hope my kids aren't as bitchy as me!

Answer 3

Bridge jumping,smoking, being somewhere i am not meant to be, watching movies that i was not allowed to do,skipping school ,not doing my homework, laughing at someone who was big, shouting,knock down ginger, and lots more but do you know what i am sure my children will do most of these things but like my mother i will only find out about a few of them. Parents work is hard but at the end f the day they are children/teenagers and they always try to bend/break the rules. You just have to pray they come out the other side with out to many troubles and in one piece. I just hope they turn out to be good adults who are kind and understanding x

Answer 4

Yes.  Pennies on railroad tracks is the first thing that comes to mind.  Yikes!

Then, there are the other ones, like yours - the ones that I did because I didn't know any better at the time, where I was so wrapped up in my own problems that I didn't have my head up high enough to see what I was doing to others.  Sigh :-(  Those are the ones that still hurt inside of me.  Ones that I am embarrassed about still, to this day, decades later.  

And, it's not so much that I would freak if my kids did things like that, although I'm sure that I would walk them through dealing with it appropriately if I knew that they did it - it's that I would feel sad for them carrying that sadness & disappointment in themselves for the rest of their lives.

Answer 5

There's hasn't been anything in exactly that vein for me, I was most always the one being picked on but I never could bring myself to dish it back out.  

When I was about 11 and I was mad at my parents though, I would take off on horseback up the mountain that we lived on and disappear for the day - it was very cathartic for me at the time, but my god, I can't imagine how my mother didn't have a heart attack.  I really want my daughter to ride too, since it's still a big part of my life, but I am terrified of her doing the same thing to me.

Answer 6

Yes!  And I should've been punished & supervised far more often than I was.  It's a wonder why I didn't get into more serious (permanent) trouble.  

In 8th grade my friend talked me into sneaking vodka into school.  We went into the girls room at lunch hour and were living it up!   lol

Answer 7

Yes,....sorry