When i was a kid, i tried to tell my teachers that my mother would beat me, they either ignored it or i got told that "I shouldn't say that about her" of course they'd bring it up to her and she'd hit me as soon as we got home, so that was fun.
In 3rd grade I'd think about the beatings I got during class every morning and would cry but was too scared to say anything for that kind of reason, so everyone just thought I was fucking crazy
I am sorry those mandatory reporters have failed you. They should have went to jail for not reporting to CPS. It is against the law for them to not. That should have never happened. If you or anyone is still facing abuse and teachers are neglecting to do anything call the police or child protective services yourselves. Dont take the abuse.
When I was working in a gym childcare center, we had a child come in covered in sores all over his back and one of his arms. We, of course, freaked out, called the head of the gym, who called security, who called the mother out of her class. Turns out the kid just had terrible, terrible eczema, but that's really something you need to tell the people watching your children
I had CPS called to my house whenever I was in like 3rd grade because I told the school counselor that we had a huge cobra in the house and that it had babies and then we had cobra babies. They believed me. I've never seen my mother so upset and yet so impressed with me at the same time.
also fun fact: the school called CPS on my mother because my hair was "unkempt" all because I was late for the bus that morning and I wouldn't stop fighting with my mom about my hair being brushed. She sent me how I wanted to go.
When I was in 6th grade, I would zone out while doing homework, and I had those erasers that go over the eraser at the end of the pencil when it would run out. And when I zoned out, I would stick them to my face, not knowing it would leave a little bruise mark (like a tiny hickey). I was also a little shit who would turn away from my mom and ignore her when she was scolding me, so she would grab my chin and make me look at her. Well, the same night I did that with the erasers, later she ended up doing that. And later she came to check on me and apologize, and she saw the bruises from the eraser and thought she gave them to me. She saw her therapist the next day while I was at school, and she was just beside herself, telling her therapist that she had left bruises on me and all that. (My mom was really HORRIBLY abused growing up and she was TERRIFIED of hurting me even accidentally, and she thought she did). So her therapist called CPS, and next thing I know (remember, I had no idea that was going on), I'm being pulled out of class, and into another room to talk with police and people from CPS. Asking me where I got the bruises and if I was being hurt at home. And I was so confused and told them what they were from, and they asked me if I was sure and I could be honest, and asked if anyone had told me to lie. I had known about my mom's abuse since I was like 6, and I've always been insanely protective of her, so I started getting PISSED, and I was like "are you trying to imply my parents hit me?" And started arguing with them. Eventually I think they realized that I was telling the truth, and they let me go back. But apparently my mom had to stay at the therapist's office while they came to my school until they called the therapist and told her it was okay. When I got home, my mom gave me the biggest hug. I felt so bad.
When my mom was little she couldn't pronounce "fjäril" (butterfly) and instead said "djävel" (demon/devil). Was probably pretty funny. "Look, a devil!" (Points at seemingly nothing)
When I was 8, I was at my dad’s house and saw him taking some pills. I thought they were drugs so I secretly stole his phone and called my mom crying and telling her to go pick me up. When she arrived like 5 mins later (yes, she was worried enough that she got to the other end of the city in 5 mins and broke a million traffic laws to get to her daughter), I told her that Dad was doing drugs, so she goes to the kitchen and started yelling at him and he finally got her to calm down and explained to her that the pills were anti-depressants recommended by his doctor.
Yeah... that's probably something he should have talked about with his wife. I don't know them but if they don't communicate and her first call was to yell at him without getting his version..well.. I get why he didn't talk to her about it. That's just sad Edit words
@@ct6410 I don't even understand your meaning ? Are you telling me this your story ?? Are you saying that you wouldn't share that information hypothetically ? If it's the former, no it was not about an ex spouse unless I missed something big, the person talked about their parents and they didn't say anything about divorce or living separately. If they are spouses they obviously should know. You don't live under the same roof, share your life together and hide this. If they don't think they should tell, think that their partner isn't entitled to know or that they can't tell for fear of conflict, not getting support or judgement they probably should re-evaluate their marriage. If it's the latter well, it's your choice, but an ex spouse is completely different than a current one. You don't share a life, living space or projects together. It's your privacy, unless, your mental health takes a toll on family life or cause issues or even endanger people if you have children together. Then it is their business to know.
Just a reminder: abuse is still abuse no matter the gender, it’s not ok even if it just happened once, sorry, I had to say that cause a lot of people think that women abusing men can’t happen.
@@lakelurker08 Yeah, my aunt thinks that, I tried to tell her something, and she told me "It's not gender abuse if it's done by a woman! He should just man up!" Man, I hate my aunt so much
@@echo4407 I like to think he's better, but he insists on not leaving her, he says she's "The woman he fell in love with" and that he could never leave her, and also says that he couldn't possible divorce now because they have small kids and he doesn't want to make things hard for them
2:17 that isn’t messed up or shocking, that’s wholesome. I was expecting him to say something like “I don’t have a daddy..” but “Big Papa” made me smile
That's great. I was thinking he didn't know what a Dad was. I couldn't be more grateful for my family. My parents raised me well. My sister is mean to me quite a lot, and it's normally physical. My heart goes out to anyone who is abused., or who used to be abused. My sister doesn't abuse me, but some things, if escalated properly, can scar me. Never broken a bone by her, or any serious bleeding, but we have had fist fights. I wish e can get a better relationship before she goes off to collage in a few years.
@@annaedwards5124 My brother and I fighted sometimes (nothing serious, though). We stopped fighting all of sudden. I can't remember exactly when (I just know it was before I went to the Univrsity), I can't remember why, but, for some reason, one fight was our last fight. This was more than 13 years ago and we have now a very good relationship. :)
My little sister told a police man that our mum drinks and drives and then about 5 seconds later said but only water while my mum was white it the face
I once told my daisy troop leader that “my mommy always forgets about me.” My poor mom was single, raising 2 kids, going to nursing school, and working full time at night. She never gets to sleep so a FEW times, she’d be late picking my stupid ass up because she’d be so exhausted she overslept. My mom is a saint and luckily the troop leader understood. I feel like a pos for doing that to my mom.
When I was in Kindergarten I woke up early and only my dad was up and he was watching TV. my dad let me watch like the last five minutes of Caddyshack. There was nothing I couldn’t watch in the last few minutes and he put cartoons on right after. at that time I called cartoons and animaed stuff kids movies and anything with real people adult movies. My teacher asked on Monday what I did that weekend and I said “I watched an adult movie with my dad”
My parents did not slow their roll with swearing or action movies when I or my siblings were little, apparently this led to me cussing out a child on the McPlay Place when I was three, but my mom complimented me on my 'correct use of the phrase in context'. wtf mom.
Imagine being one of five kids... Here’s things my parents did to keep an eye on all of us: 1. We all had numbers (I was number 4) convos went like this in parks “I have 2 and 5! Do you have 1,3, and 4?” “Yes!” 2. Favorite child intervals (5 minutes each) you could get more favorite child minutes by doing things like painting mom’s nails 3. (For us siblings) always had a kid to blame it on 4. Parents usually believed us when we all said it was the one kid (except him!) 5. Mixed up our names or said whichever one you are 6. we all have our roles (I’m the sneaky one)
I only have one sibling, and I was an only-child for 10 years, yet still my Mum for my entire life has constantly been forgetting my name. She'll say my birth dad's name, my step-dad's name, either one of my uncles' names, and sometimes even the names of more distant family members, before she gets to mine. Granted, it's probably less her forgetting my name, and more her just stumbling on her words.
@@puddle.drinker Half of my siblings are adults and live away now but my Mother still mixes us up even though there are only two of us now and there is a 5-6 year age difference and we look nothing alike. Confusing
My mom worked in a preschool and once had a little girl draw a picture of her house. The girl drew a red light coming from underneath the house. My mom asked what the red was, and the girl said "Thats my daddy's light for his special plants"
I’ll never forget the little girl who came skipping in and told us daddy went to the hospital over the weekend, we asked her what happened she smiled and said he drank too much. When her parents came to get her her dad laughed and said it was his birthday and he got alcohol poisoning.
When I was a toddler my cousin went for a walk during a party. I went crawling after her, and somehow ended up 3 blocks away from my aunt’s house. Mom says that dad found me talking to a cop, saying my name, my home address, and my mom’s phone number. My dad went to reclaim me when the cop stopped him and asked him when my birthday was so he knew for sure my dad wasn’t some kid-taker. Dad, winning father of the year, had to shout to my mom, who was approaching us and was now a block away, to ask HER when my birthday was because apparently he didn’t know. Everything turned out ok. Mom and Dad still laugh about this.
I never get this. Forget your spouse's or parents birthday, you kinda suck but we'll it's a random date for you. Forget your kids birthday I'm like ''bruh weren't you there ?!''
K-leb Well...I wouldn’t say I was a _baby_ per se... I would say I was around 3-5 years of age. Stupid enough to get kidnapped, so my mom taught me all of that stuff just in case.
anyone else feel kinda uncomfortable/suspicious about the "kiss his peepee" one? i mean maybe it wasn't the father but i don't think a child can come up with something such specific...
It can point to abuse *or* the child accidentally walking in on the parents/porn whatever. Stuff like this is most likely a "learned behaviour", meaning they saw or experienced it themselves. But, when that's said: it's natural for children to be curious about theirs and others body. It's perfectly normal for kids to explore their sexuality, which is why discovering sexual abuse is so difficult. You can't automatically assume that a kid has been molested because you catch them doing something of the sort, but it should offcourse be observed and investigated. A kid (6 years old) at work many years ago had some sexual behaviour that was very "adult". We talked with the parents, but they didn't seem to take it that seriously and just laughed it off as "boys will be boys". After a while of observing this behaviour and taking the kid aside, the kid finally revealed that he sometimes borrowed dad's tablet and that dad had some porn sites on default or something. It was a relief to know that he wasn't abused, but we offcourse needed to tell dad to be more careful.
Honestly, it wouldn't even have to be porn. Regular tv shows and movies can be pretty blatant, plus lots of folks will just watch whatever they want in front of the kids because it's easier than sending them out of the room or getting a babysiter. Like, the Marvel movies? Tony Stark getting tortured, Captain America's best friend 'dying', Peter Quil's Mom gets sick and dies. Some freaking heavy stuff for 5 year olds.
We forget how easy it is for kids to find porn since they just click on everything they see, not to mention how careless plenty of adults are. When I was a kid someone left a porn DVD in the fox in the hound case from blockbuster. Helicopter parents of today would be thinking I was sexually abused when I just wanted to watch some Disney cartoons!
I work at a preschool. Had a little boy who loved making up stories that were usually fairly outlandish. One day his new story was that he was gone from the school for a really long time because his mom took him away to California but his mom got in trouble and now he’s back. I brushed it off as one of his usual stories and didn’t think much of it. Later I found out from another teacher that his mom did take him away without his dad knowing. The dad contacted the police and the kid was reported as missing and wasn’t found for around 2 months. Luckily he’s back with his dad now.
when I was little, I would get 'drunk' and 'broke' mixed up. one day before basketball practice my mom said she was broke and couldn't afford to get me a toy, ( we weren't in a poor financial situation she probably just said that to get me off her back). but i told everyone that my mom was drunk .
my sister told my grandma that our parents were going to have another baby when my mom wasn’t pregnant at the time. my grandma got mad that no one told her. when our parents came to pick us up she asked them and they said my sister way lying. turns out, soon after that my mom did get pregnant and had to tell our grandma that she was pregnant after she just told her they weren’t having another baby. also my brother (the baby my mom had) was bragging to his friends at church over how our dad got arrested for domestic violence
When I was like 3 or 4, my parents were looking for a new house and I was with them. When we left, I was smiling and waving. When my parents asked me who I was waving to, I told them "Oh, just to the lady in the window!". We were the only people there besides the realtor.
"I saw my dad in his bathroom putting on pantyhose, I don't know why because I thought those were supposed to be for women." I laughed so hard but this poor girl was so confused. I am sure her dad would be mortified if he knew that his daughter was asking the entire daycare why he was putting on women's stockings 🤣
The point of teaching kids "don't drink and drive", for those wondering, is to build a lifelong aversion to drinking and driving. Essentially, they teach it young, when people are still forming their worldview and habits rather than focusing it on adults, who are already set in their ways and won't be as receptive. Yes, I asked when I was a kid.
What's the point if they're not explaining it's alcohol they shouldn't be drinking when driving? They expect kids to just take in information without understanding it. It's so stupid.
@@declaracionespolemicas My guess would be the "It's obvious~" effect. Essentially, it's when you know your shit so well that you take it for granted that the person you're talking to knows the basics (for example, native speakers of a given language using slang/dialectal terms they grew up with, such a pop for soda, or "I'm pooped" to mean "I'm tired".), so they don't think to explain/clarify something that, for them, is blatantly obvious that the person they're communicating with doesn't have context for. It's like asking me to explain how to play a game to a non-gamer: I wouldn't even think to explain things like common cues and visual shorthand used in games when teaching someone how to play a game (such as what a box with a cross on it is meant to be, or that an absence of music and a wide open space means you'd probably better pull out the big guns). I've been playing games most of my life, so things I've picked up from experience to me that I don't even have to think about anymore wouldn't really strike me as needing to be explained. My other guess would be that the confusion is considered a good thing, as it segues nicely into a discussion on distracted driving.
@@ChobinoftheFunk This is supossed to be taught by a "professional" who works with children, right? It's not much of an excuse, it doesn't take much to realize that children are too literal minded to understand, especially with all the cases of children misunderstanding in the same manner, you'd think they'll change it. Just changing the slogan to "Don't drive while drunk" would be enough to avoid most misunderstandings, as children usually know what "drunk" means. What bothers me is it seems they don't explain anything at all, they seem to just say "Driving and drinking is bad, mkay", no brief explanation of the effects of alcohol, how it can lead into accidents, or anything? It rubs me the wrong way how they "teach" young kids in this manner, no critical thinking involved, we just tell you what's bad and you have to take it in without question and repeat like sheep. That isn't "teaching" to me, if you can't carefully explain something to a 3 or 4 year old then do so when they're a little older enough to understand.
@@declaracionespolemicas Except that, first off, professionals are especially susceptable to it, as it is something that gets worse the more you know. As for the "It's wrong because I say it is" thing, I agree with you that it ain't a good way to teach children, but that is how most people tend to teach kids.
@@ChobinoftheFunk I'd call it a failing of empathy, or imagination. I'm probably entirely too geeky for my own good, but I spent a brief period teaching basic ICT to people from disadvantaged backgrounds. There were some fascinating personal stories there. I've always been somewhat introverted, but I'd like to think I'm able to put myself in other peoples' shoes and picture things from their perspective. With varying degrees of success, but still, it can be done. Somewhere, there's a little boy that never grew up within me, who still remembers what it was to be a child, so I'll generally try to extend others the same courtesy (even if sometimes I end up nervous and not knowing what to say lol). It strikes me that people who work with children _should_ be able to bridge that gap, or at least try to. Then again in the "real world" things often fall short of the ideal. Thanks for the explanation on why they do it though, that's pretty much what I figured. And at least they were kind enough to explain when you asked! I remember when I was young, and my mother told me to "watch where I was walking", so I literally looked at where I was walking (i.e. on the ground) and she got really annoyed at me, lol. Like what do you want from me?! Realistically I'm never in a situation where I really have to talk to or work with children, but having that kind of mentor relationship is something I've always wanted, even in my late childhood.
My grandma used to teach my brother to say "Beer and Pizza" every time someone asked what he had for breakfast, so my mom had a lot of phonecalls up until 3rd grade about what he ate for breakfast.
same thing happened to me except it was a teacher and my friend said that exact statement. it was Motrin. which I wasn't aloud to have anyways but I needed it because the only anti inflamatory they had at my middle school were those weak grape flavored things and they'd never give me the right dosage because I'm heavier than I look and they always refused to check my weight. long story short, I did have drugs at school, but it was because my school is neglectful and doesn't take pain seriously.
My friend’s brother said that he heard a child say that his dad was a master jewel thief and nobody believed him so he brought in a necklace and a ring. There was a Father’s Day lunch the next day. He said that the child was making up stuff. Later that day the dad was on the news saying that he was found with a crap ton of jewelry in his basement
Had a younger kid, lived in a high income home. He was friends with all of the other kids in this private daycare, knew everyone. All of these families were really good parents, so all of the kids were classy and respectful, an awesome group to work with. But, one day, he came into daycare and stood on the small reading stage and screams. It went a little like this: "Attention! My mommy is single and needs a new daddy!" "Why is she single?" This little girl asks. "Because when mommy and daddy were having their party, mommy said Uncle Tim's name, and Daddy didn't like that. So, he left last night. Mommy told me that she needed to find me a new daddy and went on her phone." I busted out laughing. His dad was the one who picked him up, and I told him what his son had said. Basically, while engaging in some passionate hugging she said his brother's name and accidentally revealed that she was cheating. Funniest day ever.
When I was little I would call whisks (cooking) whiskey and so when I played kitchen in pre k I said, loudly “SOMEONE GIMME THE WHISKEY!!!!” My parents were questioned😂
When I was about 5 years old, I remember that I used to play with my dolls in the garden about princesses and knights.Anyways... I once saw a movie where there was an execution,medieval movie;just to 1 hour later my dad saw me putting a stuffed animal in a little chair with a rope attached to his neck and then saying: “Die you guilty b*stard!” Now every time I look back then,I don’t even know what was going through my mind as a kid
one of the stories reminded me of a character from the infamous 'Kindergartens 1and 2' reminded me of cindy..... she would constantly stage arguments and yell rape whenever someone would say no
The fact that many of these posts is about the kid either having an imagination or is being overdramatic is a reason that it is almost impossible to know if their dad has done the no no stuff like injecting drugs or if he has been just drinking water while drivig safe in 20 km/h. It is still good that they "spill the tea" about what happens at home. Great video.
These make me laugh and remind me of my own story: When I was a toddler I had a class mate who would always yell “I will not have s*x with you!” When he was angry. The teachers believed it was because of the parents using s*x as a privilege. So one day me and my mother went shopping and I really wanted something off one of the shelves. She was hushing me, and I stood up in my cart and yelled “fine, I will not have s*x with you!” She immediately covered her face as the store went quiet. I continued my fit like it was nothing... I can’t imagine how embarrassing that was.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, CPS visited my parents because I looked like a walking skeleton. Turns out I had a super active metabolism and a pediatrician had to give CPS a copy of my clean bill of health. Also, my mom befriended the CPS worker and she became a family friend.
My mom was babysitting and she asked my daughter where did your mom go. My 3 year old daughter said I think she went to the hospital to have her baby. She totally told rated me out. But I was only 3 months pregnant.
My eldest turned around to school one day age 4 and said “daddy hits me” er... wtf kid?? Turns out they had discovered lying and decided that was the best one to tell 😱 I did make absolutely sure that they were not being hit (but I was home more than daddy who works) and then explained calmly and patiently why we can’t tell lies about that... Scared the crap outta me!! Thankfully all sorted quickly. Apparently my older sister did similar and told her teacher my parents hit us with a frying pan 🤣 so don’t assume everything they say is true! Obviously investigate it like it is, but be aware from about age 4-6 most kids have a phase where they learn to lie too.
Vivian Bucksbee it’s funny how different two kids can be!! My eldest lied all the time when they discovered it, my youngest has experimented with lying a bit, but simply isn’t interested in lying to us, unless it is clearly a joke or sarcasm.
My cousin was in a car about 5 at the time. He sees a police officer drinking coffee and shouts to his mom the police officer is drinking and driving. Now that was hilarious.
My mom used to show me old pic of my dad when he was a teen, as there were only a few(it used to be expensive to print a pic back then) and so my dummy kid mind thought 'oh, that's my dad', those pic were so old and my dad changed so much so I started to say he was my stepdad. lmao my grandma was so so angry but calmly tried to explain it was the same person. But I was like 'no, my daddy has big teeth, long hair and he's suuuuuper skinny. And he (pointing at my dad) is Stepdad, he's big, has short hair and also smiles a lot. Not-the-same' Yeah, it went like that for a few months until I forgot about it
My parents have been divorced since I was 3. When I finally 'met' my dad I didn't believe it was him, because I only saw their wedding pictures and in those he was clean shaven. Well, my dad had grown a beard and had to shave it off before I would believe he was the same person in the pictures.
This reminds me of something. My paternal grandfather died when I was only 9 months old, so I don’t remember him. My mom had a foster dad whom we also called “Granddaddy” who died when I was 4. I thought that they were the same person & that my grandfather had died, come back to life, & died again.
I once ratted out my mom to the school psychologist. I said: "I think a skunk lives in mom's garage. Its always scared and sprays everywhere whenever I visit." I was 6, and I didn't know what marijuana was at the time. My mom still laughs about it to this day.
When I was around 4, my mum picked me up from a birthday party and I excitedly told her that we had drunk cocaine-free soda. I mean, I wasn't lying, but what I meant was caffeine-free 😂😂
One of my students said her grandad beats her grandma. Casually. Like it was no big deal. The other one told me he saw the picture of a woman “without a bra” in his dad’s WhatsApp gallery.
I was volunteering at a kids 6-12yp art camp. One of the male teen volunteers wore a shirt with a girl in a bikini and no top, she just covered it with her arms. No one said anything. But when he asked an 8yo if he needed help the kid said "Not from you, inappropriate shirt guy!" 🤣
When I was around 5, I threw a fit in the McDonald’s drive-thru because my mom had ordered a small fry for me. I thought that she had bought me a single small fry, not a small order of fries.
I used to do the same thing. We would go to McDonald’s & my mom would order “a French fry” for me & I would say “I don’t want a French fry! I want ten French fries!”
I remember when I was 6 I almost had a breakdown because my mom gave me back my clean laundry so I could put it away and there was money inside, I thought I would go to jail for money laundering
I too care for the twins of my neighbors for 1 afternoon as they were 4 years old. I looked in a teenager magazine with them and for fun told them at the photo of a "halloween-makeup" that they could get also bad looking teeth if they don't brush them (the model was dressed as witch with fake bad teeth) and they belived me. Some time later they found out their mom forgot to brush her own teeth 1 morning and so trought my joke they told in kindergarten her teeth would be roten for not brushing them. They told it in such a bad wa that the kindergarten-teacher missunderstood it in "our home is dirty as freak" I still laugh about it years later thinking of it but I'm sad for the mother cause everyone than wanted to know if ther house was dirty ...
All I learned from this is that if you're gonna teach a child why "drinking and driving" is bad, explain what alcohol is because I have never met a person who never thought that drinking anything while driving was illegal.
In someplaces now 'distracted driving' includes eating and drinking anything while at the wheel. So yea drinking water or soda while driving can be illegal.
When I was in nursery and drew a picture of my family, labelled the baby in my mums belly. And so nursery staff fount our she was pregnant. Not shocking or anything anyway,Parents still have the picture
I used to do that when I was little I would label the bellies of everyone I drew and when I found out I was getting a little brother I labeled my mom "Mom/baby"
Ok so my dad would hold me by my arms and spin me around and jokingly say “I’m drunk” after spinning around in circles, and then in my kindergarten class I would say “my dad gets drunk alot” and my teacher asked him and he explained it all to her. *_t h a t w a s n i c e_*
when i was little i always said to the other people that "my mom hits me all the time" "my dad always slaps me" ect. in reality my parents have never hurt me to this time. being kid is weird lmao
Yeah I used to tell other kids that sort of stuff. It was some weird attention seeking thing I think. Make them feel sorry for you and give you comfort. I also lied about having broken bones in the past from accidents to seem cooler.
My little brother used to tell the teachers "We bought a bunch of marijuana!!!" Cps were called and they found out he was talking about the three arowanas we had bought the day before lmao
When I was about 11 or 12, my neighbors had a little girl who was around 5 or 6 who went to my moms daycare. She was super shy and quiet but she liked to play with me. One time when I was over at her house we were playing with barbies or something and she turned to me and said "can I tell you a secret?" I was curious so I said yes. She leaned in and whispered in my ear "sometimes me and (the name of a boy at the daycare about the same age as her) go under a blanket in the playroom and look at each others private parts" I was so caught off guard because she was such a shy and reserved girl. We just went back to playing after that like nothing was said. I didnt think it was a big deal because I did similar things when I was a curious little kid. I still told my mom though to watch out for them if they go under a blanket
5:35 i can agree that kids have an really good memory for that kind of stuff. When i was 5 my parents divorced and had an really big argument, and this burnt into my mind. I can remember this day for the most little detail that happened. Those things scar kids for life. My dad still tries to apologize that it was such an hard divorce for all 4 of us. Sometimes i still miss having my dad here. I’m sorry for pouring my heart out here, please be gentle with it😅
My mom used to watch my young cousin on my dad's side. One day when the kid was 2 or 3, she randomly blurted out "my daddy went to jail last night". And, wouldn't you know it, her dad was arrested for drunk & disorderly, with a nice addition of spousal battery thrown in. That was the day I understand why my Dad wasn't close with his side of the family.
I used to work as a full-time tutor for the elder children of a family that employed a nanny and a house maid. I barely saw the younger children that were a 3 y/o and a baby. One day the 3 y/o girl storms into the room, bursts up crying that the nanny had said she was a poor abandoned little girl with no mother. Both the parents worked almost all day. The nanny came and said to the girl "no, I didn't said that, I going to tell you what I said..." took the girl, and closed the door behind her, leaving me with the older children. I knew the nanny was gossiping with the maid about the mother working all day. It broke my heart. I also had working parents that I missed during the day. That working mother was the reason the nanny had a job in the first place!!
I was at 6 flags with my mom, sister, step dad, and half sister, my sister and step dad went on the arcaphoboa ride(whatever it’s call) I read out the rules and one said no drinking, my half sister was five, I took one sip of my water and she said “you can’t drink and ride the roller coaster”
My mother had once watched a rated r film and sometime later she was asked what her favorite type of movie was. She answered adult films. My grandmother was called
When I was a kid I didn’t speak well so, one time I fell and hurt my head a little and when I talked about that in school the teacher though my mom hit me.
I swear I thought I was the only kid that took everything so literally and thought my parents would get in trouble for drinking stuff like soda while driving. 😂
I used to do alot of babysitting and one time while I was watching a kid, his mom was getting ready to go out. He kept trying to go bug her so I told him to just stay and play with me because his mom was busy. He turned to me and looked really worried and said "no! I have to see if mommy is okay!" So i asked why wouldnt she be okay? He then said, with so much concern, "mommy had blood on her but this morning!" His mom walked in on that very moment and asked "what are you talking about (kids name)?" And he exclaimed again "you had blood on your butt this morning!" I'm also a female so me and the mom just looked at each other awkwardly and laughed it off. I miss that kid lol
2:28 Heard of a similar experience. My aunt was telling me about a story where my 4 year old cousin and some other people were in a pool. The people were buddies that had not met in a while and were ready to leave. The guys passed around a joke "See you in a day" "See you in a week" "See you in a month" then my cousin chimes in "See you later black guys" cracks me up to this day!
When I was in Kindergarden following story occurred: The daycare worker pulled my mom aside, quite chill. She said "Look, I know you and your family, but anyway I have to ask this... What do you see on this picture?" She shows my mom a picture I drew and she bursts out laughing. It looked like I had drawn a bunch of penises. My mother grinned. "Those are supposed to be" Longnecks"". The daycare worker smirked and agreed. Aperently I was a huge fan of" A land before Time" and wouldn't shut up about littlefoot and Iongnecks. The daycare worker knew about my obsession, and this may be the only reason why the picture had no consequences. Out of context I could have been interpreted as a major red flag on sexual abuse. But it was flat out just my dinosaur obsession and my shitty drawing lol
My mom told me that, when I was a toddler I ran across the road a few times. The earliest memory I have of running away from my parents was when I ran away from them at Meijer. I also had a seizure when I was four. A lot has happened in my life. I’ve had one filling, had blood drawn twice, had a seizure at the age of four, was in a car accident in 3rd grade, ran away from my parents a few times when I was younger, my BFF moved away when I was in 3rd grade, and my dog died in 2019. My life was crazy up until 4th grade started. My life has been so boring since 4th grade. My life has been boring and sad for the last two years. ;-; Edit: Oh wait! I forgot about this! I got strep when I was in the hospital after I had a seizure. (This is the same seizure I had when I was four and the only seizure I’ve ever had.) Edit 2: I wasn’t in a car accident in 3rd Grade, it was 2nd. I remembered that it happened when I was in 2nd Grade only because I remember casually telling my 2nd Grade teacher about it.
Saying that kids have good memory is no joke, one of my most detailed memories from my childhood was of my dad choking my mother on the couch and her yelling at me to call the police while my dad kept telling me to just go to my room. I was around 5 years old at the time, and I never talked about it to anyone until I was 17 when I was talking about my childhood with my mom. I'm 21 now and my parents are still together today, they still fight but it rarely gets physical. I have some PTSD and Emotional Detachment issues (among other things) now. In the end, if you're with someone and that relationship becomes toxic but break it off. Its harmful to those around you and yourself, just end it and move on.
When my kids were young, my wife and I moved our family to a new state...and had to hunt up new daycare...reputable daycare. We find a good place, get the kids enrolled (2 for 'after school', 2 for all-day)...about two-weeks in, we are met by CPS, the Sheriff's office, and the facility manager. Seems our oldest, Tom, had decided that his newest 'scam' was to go 'double rations' on food...so he starts down the sob story of 'my parents don't feed me dinner every day'...This was YEARS ago, before so many bad things had started becoming so public on bad parents...so I ask the sheriff, 'did you ask the other three what we had for dinner last night?' Sheriff turns around and asks them...I interrupt...'one at a time, in private...corroboration?' So, one-by-one, he takes them inside, the first says: 'meatloaf, potatoes, mac-n-cheese, iced-tea' (two little ones just say 'meat, taters, milk')...Tom goes in, says 'Gina had meatloaf, mashed potatoes, mac-n-cheese', Bobby and Sam had meatloaf and mashed potatoes'...Sheriff says 'what about the mac-n-cheese?' Tom screws up and says, 'well, me and Gina had finished the mac-n-cheese off'...sheriff walks out and says 'you've got a troublemaker and a scam-artist on your hands there'...we talk, we go home, and Tom gets a 6-pm bedtime for the next 2-weeks...(it would have been worse, but that his game was found out so quickly, it saved a LOT of heartache otherwise...that, and if any of our kids was OVERWEIGHT...it was Tom!)...He's in his 30's now, and I still occasionally ask him if he's 'paid his dues for kids pulling cons-and-scams about him at school or daycare yet'...he confirms...he should NEVER have had 3-kids...he was NEVER that bad! ROFL...one word: KARMA!
When I was about 5, I told my babysitter that I had a sister that we kept in the attic. When my parents came home the babysitter was asking my parents if she should have fed my sister in the attic. She genuinely believed me. Safe to say that babysitter was never asked back after being convinced by a 5 year old that there was a little girl locked Upstairs.
Three months ago, the six-year-old brother told his entire class that I was making swords. (In the country that I live in, it is illegal to buy swords without government approval) His teacher came that day to see exactly what was Happening With me, and luckily she saw no problem in it because they were behind a glass cover.(sorry for bad english) edit: I'm only thirteen, so these are pretty low quality swords.
I walked up to my teacher one day and just said "My dad hit me. I can't eat, because my tooth hurts." my dad left soon after and wasn't allowed within 100m of me or my mom, or my brother.
I worked as a children's host in a big hotel for a summer. There was a father who would drop off his 4 year old at the Mini Club every morning and go play tennis with his 7 year old twins all day. The 4 year old was really sad about not being able to spend time with dad while the twins clearly had no interest in tennis and dad's vision of them becoming professional tennis players. So it was my job to comfort the little one during the day. I asked him where his mommy was. His response: "She stayed at home." Why? "Because daddy and mommy, well, they hate each other". I felt so bad for those kids.
One time my brother (around 7-8 at the time) was doing unusually well during his class and the teacher jokingly asked him if he had “seen the light” (when translated to dutch is makes a lot more sense). My brother answered with “no because mom hasn’t paid the electricity bill.” My mom got a call that afternoon asking if everything was financially okay at home. Luckily, we just had a power cut out for a few days (we stayed with our grandmother during that time) but my brother somehow thought it was because my mom didn’t pay her bills on time lol.
I grew up in church and I've always been a Sunday school teacher (up until 2 years ago, I don't attend church routinely anymore.) There was a funeral I attended because there was a trio of siblings (who happened to be students of mine) who's mother had died, with her boyfriend and brother. I didn't know any details, all I knew was that their mother had been killed. The oldest daughter had to be around 7 or 8 at the time, and being the extremely friendly 16 year old I was, I always treated these kids with kindness, respect, and love. She was one of my favorite students and I saw my inner child in her, which is why her and I were so close, her younger siblings took a liking to me too. I was so close with her, I treated them as if they were my younger siblings. Her grandmother knew this, and she was so appreciative of me finding a way to attend the funeral that was over an hour away, because I couldn't drive at the time ( again, I was 16). She hugged me tightly and told me how much her granddaughter (we will call her Chrissy) looked up to me, and she asked me to be there for her and continue to guide her as I have always done. I really took that to heart... she knew how much Chrissy looked up to me and she needed my emotional support for her (as she was taking all 3 kids into custody after the murder). A few weeks had passed after the funeral, and Chrissy and her grandmother came back to church, Chrissy smiling like she had never lost anything.. I always admired her beautiful personality and how she could smile after losing her mother. Later on that day she saw some little boys playing, but the foreseen violence of the yelling scared her so she came to me and hugged me. then out of nowhere she told me that somebody told her how her mom died. I cant remember the exact amount, but something like over 20 shots fired; and just like that her mother, uncle (who was 17 by the way, she had a young family), and mother's boyfriend. All of them were murdered and I had to sit and listen to Chrissy give details of her mother's murder, which wasn't supposed to be spoken about because it had to do with gang violence. I just couldn't fathom how someone could tell this little girl the gruesome details of her mother's murder. But what could I do, man? I was 16 and all I wanted was for Chrissy to not be robbed of her innocence. I wasn't supposed to know about how her mother was killed; yet alone Chrissy. And now it sticks with me because I left that church due to changes in beliefs and Chrissy never knew. I abandoned her and I feel like shit to this day.
Couldnt even finish the first one before writing this. What an amazing man for handling it the way he did. As a young girl who watched her dad drink and hurt her mom, it really means a lot as a kid to have that reassurance. Its very scaring when your parent who was abused starts to date again while youre a child or even teen+ because you dont know if theyll be hurt again. Ive been so protective over my mother because of one night I thought she would be killed so it's hard giving that trust away. Its hard to trust that theyll be safe with someone else when all youve known was the abuse side, thinking its either normal or that all significant others treat eachother that way. I know this is probably very rambling but Im just so happy with how he handled that situtation. Its so scary for a child.
I can scarcely imagine. Though I do have some idea of how it feels to simply be a passive observer when awful things are happening around you that you have no control over. My mother was the one who drank. Thankfully there was no domestic abuse involved, but she did become emotionally (and occasionally physically) abusive towards me when she went off the deep end. I had to play the counselor and the adult and also probably put up with more than I should have. It's not a parallel situation, and it sounds like you went through something more traumatic at an even younger age. All you can do is the best you can. I hope your mother now is either happily single or together with someone long-term who treats her with compassion, and that you're doing better yourself. It's a messed up world sometimes, but there are some beautiful people in it regardless. Trust is precious and so hard to build at times.
