favorite childhood memory

[blackeyed]

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[Maqus]

when I saw mummy and daddy shag

 

[Loona]

I have a few I guess
no, I never saw mom and dad like that... really!

there was some open-day at school when I had my very first year, and my parents (like others') came in to see how I do after spending there about 3 months. we had maths and learned counting. there were a couple of ladybirds (three if I am right) drawn on the blackboard and we had to count their spots. each one had 6.
when the teacher showed them and asked if someone cold count the spots I got up and cried out loud that it's 21, because there's nothing like a 6-spotted ladybird, only two or seven, and said things like she tries to cheat us and also hurts ladybirds
She was blushing like hell while tried to explain me that in maths it doesn't count, but eventually I went damn angry because of all this and after some shouting conversation that lasted a couple of minutes I rushed out from the classroom crying
can't remember my parents' face, but I can recall the teacher's, and I am still proud of that, she was worth it (okay, I only realised it years later, but she was worth it...)

 

[Susie]

when I saw mummy and daddy shag

Thats still a nightmare to me, just the thought of my parents 'Doin It' makes me

but thankfully i have never seen them :Spin:

 

[Maqus]

Actually, it wasn't my dad, hihi.

 

[Maqus]

I have a few I guess
no, I never saw mom and dad like that... really!

there was some open-day at school when I had my very first year, and my parents (like others') came in to see how I do after spending there about 3 months. we had maths and learned counting. there were a couple of ladybirds (three if I am right) drawn on the blackboard and we had to count their spots. each one had 6.
when the teacher showed them and asked if someone cold count the spots I got up and cried out loud that it's 21, because there's nothing like a 6-spotted ladybird, only two or seven, and said things like she tries to cheat us and also hurts ladybirds
She was blushing like hell while tried to explain me that in maths it doesn't count, but eventually I went damn angry because of all this and after some shouting conversation that lasted a couple of minutes I rushed out from the classroom crying
can't remember my parents' face, but I can recall the teacher's, and I am still proud of that, she was worth it (okay, I only realised it years later, but she was worth it...)

Hahahha, in maths everything's possible.

The only open-day thing I remember was in the third form, I answered the question: "How many days are there in a year?" I said "365... I think". Great story.

 

[bleed_black_orchid]

hmm... I dont know if I have a specific one. I had loads of good times as a kiddy. Spose stupid things like being able to hit a rounders ball dead far in PE. Spending all summer in Victoria Park from the age of 8 - 15. Hitting my cousin Samantha for hurting our Marissa and stealing her polly pocket.

 

[zupi_clone]

this was on before, shite thread, goes nowhere

*yawn*

 

[nomana-nuniyan]

Trips to Watkins Glen and to the cabins in Ontario.

 

[nomana-nuniyan]

Oh yeah, one of the swim meets that was in Alexandria Bay, Thousand Islands, N.Y. That was every summer.

 

[Bambi]

Winning the schools hurling final in croke park was a bit special, hero of the day and all that