Your childhood

[The passage]

Tell us what your childhood was like?
Just please don’t write your pedo fantasies here.

[Flex]

Excellent, it’s probably the best thing in life, I’ll keep silent about the juicy situations

[Helga]

Nothing good. I would not want to return to the "happy" country of my childhood. I like adult life.

[igor. do]

Good afternoon. My childhood was very fun, interesting and happy. I had many friends, we had a great time: we played, ran around construction sites, swam in the river. I also liked school, it was fun there. I often remember my childhood with warmth. That seems to be all.

[Tolkala]

I grew up in a boarding school and would not like to repeat my childhood

[Shu_her]

An excellent carefree childhood, where there was no computer, internet, or cell phone. We spent days walking outside, talking, and riding bikes. Delicious tap water, black bread with salt. And in the evening, locks of hair in the yard. Eh...

[Wow]

Childhood is torture, except for trips to the sea.
In kindergarten, the teachers apparently invented torture and punishment on purpose. And this system worked in many kindergartens.
You cannot even drink just water outside of a formal meal. And then they’ll give you a glass, for example, of cocoa and that’s all. “Drink your soup!” - said the teacher.
I felt thirsty every day for years. There is still a feeling of water shortage.

During quiet time, go to the toilet: you can’t. Naturally, many peed themselves. All mattresses are not only striped, but also moustache-spotted.

If during a quiet hour someone did not sleep, but was simply lying, the teacher would put him in a corner... and sometimes, in winter, she was sent to a cold, unheated toilet, which caused illnesses in the children. It is not surprising that after parental outrage, many teachers were fired...

From the age of 4, he received constant coercion, threats, screams, punishments...

And then also a school. As they say, horseradish is no sweeter than radish.
Only the pioneer camp is worse. In a pioneer camp, the toilet is an even bigger problem than in a kindergarten. Not only do you have to endure it all night, but you don’t even have time in the morning - the pioneer leaders will rush you to wash, and then, almost immediately, to do exercises. After exercise, go straight to marching and parade-type training. What a fucking parade! - a little more and it will pour...

One night, I couldn’t stand it, I risked running to the toilet, hoping that the pioneer leaders wouldn’t find out. But...someone told them.
For running to the toilet at night, I was arrested for the whole day - to sit in the pioneer leader’s room. It was on that day that my mother came for me and took me home. I waited a week for this promise of hers to come true.

[career]

Я справа

[loving]

My childhood was ordinary, without a computer and any gadgets, many things I still remember are how the boys and I played football all day long in the summer and hockey in the winter. And already at the age of 15-16 they rode mopeds to the river to swim.

[sensitive]

My childhood passed in the USSR in the 80s - 90s. It was the happiest time in my life, among my parents, brothers, sisters, and friends. The country was changing, we were changing, living in an era of change was very interesting, every new day was different from yesterday. The first impressions of life remain forever, it is simply impossible to forget them and try to convey them. I think that the moral monsters who came to power in this country did not have a normal childhood, because personality is formed in childhood, when a person absorbs life literally every day, at this time character and worldview are born. In youth, these feelings, when you discover the world every day, pass. If it were possible to fly away in a time machine, I wouldn’t think twice

[Ded Mazsi]

Childhood is wonderful!!!
We lived in Altai in the summer the heat was +45*, in the winter the frost was 53*. If the frost in the morning is more than -35*, then the primary classes did not study. But we all ride on sleds down the mountain! And the game ZARNITA! When the whole school was divided into two teams - one defended a snow fortress on the mountainside, the other stormed up the mountain to capture it! We were never taken to school, and from the first grade we all walked, unaccompanied by our parents, from one end of the village to the other (the school was built in Novostroika at the entrance to the village) 5 kilometers
And after school we had to give water to feed all the skates: a cow, a calf, five to six sheep, and a couple of piglets, a dog, geese, ducks, chickens....(Parents were at work until Poznan - and we did housework, from the age of 12 I cooked dinner, and I could knead the dough for dumplings)
And in the summer, a vegetable garden of 20 acres, and even in the potato field, I had to cultivate my plot, plus hay and fodder for the winter (and they mowed it by hand with a Lithuanian in the morning at about 6 o’clock)
And what evenings we had around the fire !!! The girls and boys played different games, otherwise they all just sang songs together in chorus! And a trip for 5-7 days with the whole class First in the region and from the 7th grade - to the Altai Mountains to Lake Teletskoye, Lake Aya, Chuisky tract, Manzherok
( TELL ME FRIEND WHAT IS MANZHEROK! - she once sang E. Piekha
We are still hanging out with our classmates and hope to meet those who lived before, next year when we graduate from school 50
Was it a great time when I was 12 years old and went alone without my parents? to see my aunt in Moscow - three and a half days on the train, the parents sat me down, told the lady that they would meet me in Moscow and went quietly. And everyone let the children go like that - they didn’t take them by the hand until they were 16, like many people do now

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Veey, In what country did you spend your childhood and in what years? Write as if in prison visited, Why were you tortured so much!???

[sensitive]

Childhood is wonderful!!

You are right, in childhood there were so many events that seemed (and were) important throughout life was an adventure that, comparing that time with the present, you want to cry...

[Ded Mazsi]

sensitive,
Yes, exactly! Every generation considers its childhood years to be the most wonderful! My children got 80-90; years = collapse of the country, unemployment, sitting at home, unable to go anywhere to relax, and crime... And they think this is the best for years,

[niqk]

Marinka, I just can’t get used to your new ava. Why did you bubble such an ugly thing?!!

[Bully Carrie]

niqk and about childhood?).

[niqk]

niqk , and about childhood?).

What about childhood? I had a childhood - I didn’t immediately appear as a serious man! The most ordinary childhood:
went to kindergarten, then to school, then to university...

Did you have anything different in childhood?

[sensitive]

sensitive,
Yes, exactly! Every generation considers its childhood years to be the most wonderful! My children got 80-90; years = collapse of the country, unemployment, sitting at home, unable to go anywhere to rest, and crime... And they think this is the best year,

My early youth was in The 90s, I remember at night when I was 15 years old I walked around the area alone and was not afraid of anything and there were no tits drinking in the playgrounds. In my opinion, mass degradation in Russia began at the beginning of the 2000s, when there were especially many rednecks on the streets. And the end of the 80s and the beginning of the 90s, with their increase in crime, are flowers compared to what it is now. Russia is one of the first places in the world in terms of child rape statistics!!! and this does not take into account the degenerates who will soon return from the war! So our childhood passed in normal conditions; in kindergarten we were not forced to disassemble and reassemble vending machines

[Bully Carrie]

"Did you have something different as a child?" - of course! I didn’t go to school, but I traveled)) I hated the lightning, I didn’t go after the cattle. Consider your childhood wasted.

[The passage]

niqk , and about childhood?).

What about childhood? I had a childhood - I didn’t immediately appear as a serious man! The most ordinary childhood:
I went to kindergarten, then to school, then to university...

Did you have anything different in childhood?

If you don’t want to write the truth about your childhood, then you could make it up, you have such a rich imagination

[Flex]

sensitive,
Yes, exactly! Every generation considers its childhood years to be the most wonderful! My children got 80-90; years = collapse of the country, unemployment, sitting at home, unable to go anywhere to rest, and crime... And they think this is the best year,

My early youth was in The 90s, I remember at night when I was 15 years old I walked around the area alone and was not afraid of anything and there were no tits drinking in the playgrounds. In my opinion, mass degradation in Russia began at the beginning of the 2000s, when there were especially many rednecks on the streets. And the end of the 80s and the beginning of the 90s, with their increase in crime, are flowers compared to what it is now. Russia is one of the first places in the world in terms of child rape statistics!!! and this does not take into account the degenerates who will soon return from the war! So our childhood passed in normal conditions, in kindergarten they didn’t force us to disassemble and reassemble vending machines

It’s probably better in a Ukrainian hairdress was?

[The passage]

sensitive,
Yes, exactly! Every generation considers its childhood years to be the most wonderful! My children got 80-90; years = collapse of the country, unemployment, sitting at home, unable to go anywhere to rest, and crime... And they think this is the best year,

My early youth was in The 90s, I remember at night when I was 15 years old I walked around the area alone and was not afraid of anything and there were no tits drinking in the playgrounds. In my opinion, mass degradation in Russia began at the beginning of the 2000s, when there were especially many rednecks on the streets. And the end of the 80s and the beginning of the 90s, with their increase in crime, are flowers compared to what it is now. Russia is one of the first places in the world in terms of child rape statistics!!! and this does not take into account the degenerates who will soon return from the war! So our childhood passed in normal conditions, in kindergarten they didn’t force us to disassemble and reassemble vending machines

It’s probably better in a Ukrainian hairdress was it?

Why did you write this now?

[Phantom]

The question is certainly interesting.
And the battle begins again
And the heart is anxious in the chest
And Lenin is so young
And young October is ahead.
Yes, We were also trotters once upon a time.

[Bully Carrie]

Phantom, This is how we find out the age of the respondents)))

[Phantom]

Hooligan Carrie, I agree with you. I don’t remember whether Zarathustra or Uncle Joe himself advised me not to worry.

[Ogest]

My childhood was dull.

[Bully Carrie]

Phantom, Zarathustra will not advise for nothing)

[sensitive]

My childhood was dull

Sad... If childhood was dull, what is life like now

[Ogest]

Sad... If childhood was dull, what kind of life is it now

Also dull.

[sensitive]

The question is certainly interesting.
And the battle begins again
And the heart is anxious in the chest
And Lenin is so young
And young October is ahead.
nYes, we were trotters once upon a time

Nobody believed in Soviet propaganda, the country and people lived their own lives, now they sell it to morons that there was hell in the USSR, in fact, everything was not like that; during perestroika, the level of freedom in society was maximum.

[Phantom]

sensitive, you are somehow out of place with your flatulence.

[sensitive]

sensitive, you are somehow out of place with your flatulence.

What did you mean by this. What does flatulence have to do with it?

[Shy Baby]

...The fact that childhood for a person SHOULD be the happiest moment of life - I agree with this. But I don’t want to go back to my childhood. I won’t write about intimacy (I only write about this in private), but there was little good in my childhood. Poverty, circumstances that didn’t turn out the way we wanted.

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Nothing good. I would not want to return to the "happy" country of my childhood. I like adult life.

I wouldn’t want to return to the “happy” country of childhood. There is nothing to remember... well, except for intimate episodes.

[Phantom]

sensitive, I was just joking about the topic of the question. And I ran into your severity. What propaganda? Who are the morons here? You’re pushing too hard where you shouldn’t.

[sensitive]

just joking about the topic of the question. And I ran into your severity. What propaganda? Who are the morons here? You’re pushing too hard where you shouldn’t.

Joke accepted In fact, now the authorities are dispelling nonsense about how bad it was then, especially about the 90s, when, like, people almost hunted each other in order to survive I just have something to compare with and now the state of society is much worse than then :(

[smax]

Good memories. Loving family. Sadik. School. Walks, didn’t get off the bike. In first grade I managed to hit a car

[Shy Baby]

Childhood is torture...
In kindergarten, the teachers apparently invented torture and punishment on purpose. And this system worked in many kindergartens.
You cannot even drink just water outside of a formal meal. And then they’ll give you a glass, for example, of cocoa and that’s all...
If during a quiet hour someone wasn’t sleeping, but was just lying down, the teacher would put him in a corner... or even, in winter, – sent to a cold, unheated toilet, which caused illnesses in children.

From the age of 4, I received constant coercion, threats, screams, punishments...

And then also school. As they say, horseradish is no sweeter than radish.
Only the pioneer camp is worse. In a pioneer camp, the toilet is an even bigger problem than in a kindergarten. Not only do you have to endure it all night, but you don’t even have time in the morning - the pioneer leaders will rush you to wash, and then, almost immediately, to do exercises. After exercise, go straight to marching and parade-type training. What a fucking parade! - a little more and it will pour...

One night, I couldn’t stand it, I risked running to the toilet, hoping that the pioneer leaders wouldn’t find out. But...someone told them.
For running to the toilet at night, I was arrested for the whole day - to sit in the pioneer leader’s room. It was on that day that my mother came for me and took me home. I’ve been waiting for a week for this promise of hers to come true.

Hello......I couldn’t ignore this message. I’m talking about kindergarten. When my mother told me the horrors of the kindergarten, at first I didn’t even believe it, but thanks to messages like yours, you understand that there were horrors in kindergartens and every kindergarten had its own horrors.
...Mom told me that during the day sleep, if someone made noise or simply did not sleep, then he was punished. On the one hand, the punishment was gentler than yours, but on the other... much harsher: the teacher ran into the bedroom and took off the panties of those punished. And all this was taken for granted. But the adventures did not end there. After school, the teacher’s son, 12-14 years old, came into the group... He had lunch, naturally, at the expense of the group, and his mother left the group for him, while she ran off to the shops for 1.5 hours. And so her son announced the rise at 15:00. All the children got up and left the bedroom. They were left lying there, punished, without panties. He immediately gave the boys underpants, but the girls had to work for it. And each punished woman thought: what kind of payment will he take today? Well, the simplest thing is to remove the blanket in front of the teacher’s son and spread her legs wide in front of him... He will examine the girl’s pussy, touch it, and give the girl panties. But everyone knew that from the punished girls he would choose one......which he would like best....And when the teacher’s son walked around the girls, examining and touching their pussies, the chosen girl was already getting ready: she took off her T-shirt, to stay naked and alone with the teacher’s son....
...That’s probably why my mother didn’t send me to kindergarten......I was looked after by a nanny from the age of 3 until school.. ....But there was a nuance here: the nanny had a son.........a schoolboy boy who was not indifferent to girls....

[sensitive]

Well, the simplest thing is to remove the blanket in front of the teacher’s son and spread your legs wide in front of him.

This is some kind of sexual concentration camp In our kindergarten, we mostly showed each other’s pussies, and only on holidays...

[Shy Baby]

Well, the simplest thing is to remove the blanket in front of the teacher’s son and spread his legs wide in front of him.

This is what - it’s a sexual concentration camp In our kindergarten, at most we showed each other’s pussies, and only on holidays...

Probably In your kindergarten, the teacher didn’t have a son who came into the group.

[Helga]

Hello.......I couldn’t ignore this message. I’m talking about kindergarten. When my mother told me the horrors of the kindergarten, at first I didn’t even believe it, but thanks to messages like yours, you understand that there were horrors in kindergartens and every kindergarten had its own horrors.
...Mom told me that during the day sleep, if someone made noise or simply did not sleep, then he was punished. On the one hand, the punishment was gentler than yours, but on the other... much harsher: the teacher ran into the bedroom and took off the panties of those punished. And all this was taken for granted. But the adventures did not end there. After school, the teacher’s son, 12-14 years old, came into the group... He had lunch, naturally, at the expense of the group, and his mother left the group for him, while she ran off to the shops for 1.5 hours. And so her son announced the rise at 15:00. All the children got up and left the bedroom. They were left lying there, punished, without panties. He immediately gave the boys underpants, but the girls had to work for it. And each punished woman thought: what kind of payment will he take today? Well, the simplest thing is to remove the blanket in front of the teacher’s son and spread her legs wide in front of him... He will examine the girl’s pussy, touch it, and give the girl panties. But everyone knew that from the punished girls he would choose one......which he would like best....And when the teacher’s son walked around the girls, examining and touching their pussies, the chosen girl was already getting ready: she took off her T-shirt, to stay naked and alone with the teacher’s son....
...That’s probably why my mother didn’t send me to kindergarten......I was looked after by a nanny from the age of 3 until school.. ....But there was a nuance here: the nanny had a son.........a schoolboy boy who was not indifferent to girls....

Nightmare!

[sensitive]

a schoolboy who is not indifferent to girls....

All boys are not indifferent to girls, since I was 8-9 years old, my pussy got hard on girls and women

[AlexTDV]

My childhood was in the 90s and I remember it as hungry and cold. At the age of 10, my father passed away and I became the man in the house, we lived very poorly, but despite everything, everyone grew up and found themselves in life)

[Deitrell]

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[|_rarely_|]

sensitive, calm down with your whining already. The fact that you are a loser and your life sucks is no one’s fault but your own. Got it here... I sure as hell wouldn’t want to go back to the 90s. I was no longer a child, and I solved my problems myself. I don’t want to do this anymore.

"A distinctive feature of a beggar is to always look for problems (and those to blame) in everything. He places responsibility for his problems and failures on the country, the government, the people around you, the family, the current situation, but never on yourself." Adolph Juga Churchill (c)

[career]

Tell me what your childhood was like?

would you write something yourself? I see a lot of your topics - "write this and that", but from the most no gu gu, that’s why the others don’t want to write anything or be frank about anything

[SeRg !$!]

My childhood was such a golden time) I don’t even know where to start...
Everyone, like all Soviet children, was in kindergarten with a lot of the coolest memories: matinees, holidays, naps, and so on and so forth.
Primary school is also a lot of warm memories, studying, collecting waste paper, scrap metal, playing lightning, Soviet holidays
so make Marinka’s question more specific...

[career]

game of lightning

what is this lightning, where did they play it? And How

[SeRg !$!]

uran,
о Brother)! ! lightning is war)
divided into two rooms, one was red and the other was blue and it was necessary to steal the opponent’s banner while keeping your own (that’s how it is in a nutshell)... Our battle took place in a city park and it was in winter)

[Whisperer]

As the famous French writer Antoine de Saint-Exupéry said, we all come from from childhood . But the childhood of those who were children before and after the early nineties is different. And so different that sometimes you wonder how we “dinosaurs of the past” managed to survive to the present. In our time, cars did not have seat belts or airbags, and this outraged no one, even traffic cops.
Our rooms, beds and toys were not painted with special environmentally friendly dyes. Medicines were not covered with secret caps. Steel doors were not equipped with combination locks, and locked cabinets were only found in furniture factories.
It never occurred to anyone that tap water should not be drunk. We didn’t put on a safety helmet before getting on the bike. We made improvised means of transportation with our own hands from boards and bearings found in a landfill and did not suspect that the brake was an integral part of the design of any of them.
We walked as much as we wanted. They left for school early in the morning and returned from it long after midnight. Our parents could only guess where we were hanging out. Cell phones did not exist.
Only imagineto ourselves - we broke bones, cut our hands, lost teeth. They fought like hell, but no one sued each other. We were responsible for our mistakes ourselves! We didn’t pay attention to the bruises, bumps and abrasions. Men do not cry! And we didn’t cry.
We ate everything: cakes, ice cream, sweets, lard and bread and didn’t get fat! The nuclear reactor inside our body did not allow us to remain motionless for long; we were all sea captains, army generals and outstanding football players. We were not afraid to drink from someone else’s bottle, chew someone else’s gum, or eat from the same plate with a friend. Our natural immunity was more powerful than modern pharmaceuticals.
Game consoles, computers, cell phones, video players - all this simply did not exist in our time. We gathered in a noisy crowd at the nearest TV set to watch our favorite “Well, wait a minute!”
But we knew how to be friends and value our friends. We got together just to chat, lit fires behind the garages, and trips to the nearest forest were commonplace. And we did all this ourselves, without asking, without the knowledge of parents, teachers and the police! We charged self-propelled guns with match heads, built tree huts, and bungee dived into the water! We went and signed up for sports sections and ship modeling clubs. Not all of us became great athletes, but life has taught us to fight, win, endure defeat and disappointment. We became stronger and more responsible.
How did we learn? Five-point rating system! For the “especially gifted” - the second year of study in one class. A’s in the diary with a practical knowledge of the subject of 3. How did we manage to remember so many poems and fall in love with Chekhov and Dostoevsky? Why do we write without errors? How do we manage, 30 years after training, to help our grandchildren solve arithmetic problems?
Probably we can do all this because we did everything for real: we were friends, fought, fell in love and were at enmity. We didn’t hide behind our “cool” relatives. They did not pay off the army and police. It was a matter of honor and one’s own conscience to be responsible for what was done. And our parents practically did not interfere in our affairs.
We are contemptuously called “scoops,” forgetting that it was the “scoops” who created one of the most powerful states in the world! What exactly are the “scoops” who are still ready to risk their health and life for the well-being of their Motherland!
And even if we haven’t learned how to earn “loot” and we don’t give a damn about “Western values”, we are able to understand the main thing – the world is ruled by goodness, love and conscientiousness.

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[career]

Our battle took place in a city park and it was in winter

well, how was it organized, by ourselves or from the school, or from which organization, how many people were there on the team?

[Martin]

Childhood is torture, with the exception of trips to the sea.
In kindergarten, the teachers apparently invented torture and punishment on purpose. And this system worked in many kindergartens.
You cannot even drink just water outside of a formal meal. And then they’ll give you a glass, for example, of cocoa and that’s all. “Drink your soup!” - said the teacher.
I felt thirsty every day for years. There is still a feeling of water shortage.

During quiet time, go to the toilet: you can’t. Naturally, many peed themselves. All mattresses are not only striped, but also moustache-spotted.

If during a quiet hour someone did not sleep, but was simply lying, the teacher would put him in a corner... and sometimes, in winter, she was sent to a cold, unheated toilet, which caused illnesses in the children. It is not surprising that after parental outrage, many teachers were fired...

From the age of 4, he received constant coercion, threats, screams, punishments...

And then also a school. As they say, horseradish is no sweeter than radish.
Only the pioneer camp is worse. In a pioneer camp, the toilet is an even bigger problem than in a kindergarten. Not only do you have to endure it all night, but you don’t even have time in the morning - the pioneer leaders will rush you to wash, and then, almost immediately, to do exercises. After exercise, go straight to marching and parade-type training. What a fucking parade! - a little more and it will pour...

One night, I couldn’t stand it, I risked running to the toilet, hoping that the pioneer leaders wouldn’t find out. But...someone told them.
For running to the toilet at night, I was arrested for the whole day - to sit in the pioneer leader’s room. It was on that day that my mother came for me and took me home. I’ve been waiting for a week for this promise of hers to come true.

The situation is the same about quiet time in kindergarten; even during walks we were not encouraged to go in or ask to go to the toilet , supposedly at this time everything is washed, polished and prepared for lunch... As a result, many not only wet themselves, but also pissed themselves in their pants... As far as I remember, there wasn’t a day in kindergarten when someone didn’t crap, and this is in the senior and preparatory groups...!!! There were days when I could go into my pants a couple of times a day: during an afternoon walk and during a quiet hour or afternoon snack...