Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Trancparence Candid Forum

We, the children of those parents

I, my brothers and the rest of our street, we spent a childhood on the outskirts of a small town-actually in the country. We were brought up in a way that psychologists dream up in nightmares usually professional, or pathological. Fortunately, our old did not know that they are pathological parents. We did not know that we are pathological children. In this sweet ignorance came to us to spend our children's age. Remembered with nostalgia our crazy 80s:

All belonged to a gang neighborhood and we could play at many of our around construction sites. When the rate plunged to a nail, his mother pulled him and wound odkażała violet. The next day we went to play again for the construction. Mother does not tremble with fear that he killed them. She knew that teaches the principles of the bar BHZ (Safety Hygiene fun).

not went to kindergarten. Parents do not worry, we will be retarded. Recognize that it is enough if we learn from kindergarten.

Nobody running after us with a hat, scarf and did not check if the spociliśmy.

fought with seasonal diseases grandmother. To combat the flu served garlic, alcohol and tea with the quilt. Thanks to this had not been with us pneumonia or strep throat. Anyway, the doctor we do not frequented, so he had no chance anything to say. Grandma has always stated. I would add that no one put grandma into a rather funny farm children alcohol.

we went to the forest where we feel like it. We ate berries, which previously nasikały foxes and deer. Mom was not afraid of the wolf will eat us, zarazimy to rabies or die. And since we got there, then come back. Of course, the time. Back after a fairy tale has been awarded the belt.

When a neighbor caught us stealing apples, the same punishment meted to us. The neighbor did not offend for the stolen apples, and father to replace him in the parental duties. My father drank evening with a neighbor a beer-as usual.

Nobody helped us make up for lessons, once we were in elementary school. Parents have found that when they finished school already, it need not return to it.

summer, rode bikes to the river, not watched us grow up. Nobody not drowned. Everyone knew how to swim and no need special classes to learn this art.

winter sleigh ride our father urządzał old Fiat, always accelerate through corners. Sometimes sled keys engage a tree or fence. Then We were falling. Nobody was crying, even though everyone is a little afraid. Adults do not know what they are good helmets and pads.

Bruises and scratches were normal. School teacher not to send us, therefore, the family psychologist.

Nobody told us how to choose the number of police to zakablować parents. Of course, we would skorzystalibyśmy with this knowledge. Unfortunately, the bar was then teaching aid, and the police dealt with the affairs of adults.

his case załatwialiśmy regular fighter in the woods. Parents kept themselves away from it. Nobody, therefore, not entered the reformatory.

On Saturday night we stayed at home, my parents went to the cinema. Do they needed babysitters. After a day spent outdoors, and so we went to sleep nicely.

dog wandered with us-without a leash and muzzled. Srał where he wanted, no one paid any attention to us.

uwiązaliśmy Once your dog to "a string of presas" and we went for a walk with him, pretending to be respectable country with box. Father of us connected on a string, and also moved for a walk. We turned the dog free, forever.

We were able to touch other animals. Nobody knows what they are zoonotic diseases.

Sikaliśmy outdoors. In the winter you had to pee back to the wind, so as not to osikać or "there" does not catch cold. Every kid knew it. Of course, No one washed, after this step, hands.

old neighbor, whom we called a witch, she chased us with his cane. Still we went to complain. Parents told to continue to worship him, to say good morning and carry her shopping.

all the old witches had to say good morning . And every adult has the right of us is a good day force.

grandfather allowed us to enlist in his pipe. Then he laughed out loud, when we powykrzywiały mouth. We kept away from the pipe grandfather.

jumping from a balcony at a distance. Clatter of dropped us a neighbor. His father made him a beer.

went to school a half mile walk. Father claimed that we live too close to school, he walked five kilometers.

Nobody escorted us. Everybody knew that we should go the left side of the street and do not fall under the car, because it will rumble.

sorry for colleague across the street, he had to walk every day for piano lessons. He was five years. Parents were outraged by child abuse at that age. We do too.

Sometimes we ride in the trunk of an old Fiat, especially when we were too grimy to sit inside.

cooked dinners with the rain, sand, grass and sarnich droppings. Sometimes we tried to eat it.

Żarliśmy yeast cake grandma into unconsciousness. No one we did not count calories.

Żuliśmy all one flat tire, change, for a week. Nobody was disgusted.

We ate unwashed fruit straight from the trees and drank water from a stream. Nobody died.

Nobody did not tell us we're cute angels. Adults know that for us, it's a shame.

We had to kiss on the cheek in greeting an old aunt-without bleating and wiping sleeve paragraph.

Nobody was playing with her grandmother, mother or guardian. From the fun we had each other.

something that we did not protect against the evil world. Going have fun, we had to give advice themselves.

We had only a few rules to remember. All the same. Apart from them, freedom was our property.

brought up our neighbors, the old witch, casual passers-by, and colleagues from an earlier class. Parents willingly accepted the aid of random educators.

Everyone survived, nobody went to jail. Not everyone finished their studies, but each of us won the job. Some pozakładali families and raise their children according to the recommendations of psychologists. Dared not to be pathological parents. Today we are much more civilized.

We children from our backyard, we love the parents that if they did not know how to raise us well. Thanks to them, spent childhood without ADHD, bacteria, psychologists, bored carers, nurseries, indoor playgrounds and ballet classes.

And we thought that everything we forbid!



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