If you're going to wear plastic, it should be a clean, unused garbage bag.
"Never a lender nor a borrower be"....after college I became a loans officer at a bank.
my rule is I ain't not gonna say no negative words like this never again!
"No reading at night". I would sneak flashlights into my bed at night and read until early hours of the morning every night and my mom eventually started threatening to ground me from my books, hehe
If I complained about something, I had to go into a closet, shut the door, voice my complaint very quietly, and not emerge from the closet until I was done complaining. <br />
Also, couldn't leave any food on the plate even if I was full, because there were "starving children in China".
My family had the same rule about food and had never heard the phrase "portion control" either...I was 35 lbs overweight when I went off to college.
mines was starving kids in africa
My starving children were in India!!!
I think I will use that one on my son... he whines and complains SOOOO much that it makes me want to rip my hair out.
Step father gave me a box full of playboy an other magazines, told me it was the best way to learn about sex, and to not go blind... He was wrong there were far better ways to learn ;-)<br />
Now where are my reading glasses?
Well, my dad will say, " do not touch your mom that way because she is my wife and if u get married and i come closer to your wife u can slap me". well am waiting for that day.
Don't speak unless you're spoken to. They still believe that today. I'm such a rule breaker.
I think that rule is ingrained into my psyche, and it gets me in more trouble than good :( People think I'm rude!
I don't agree redflame. Respect for elders is important yet I don't agree that one must disrespect in order to receive respect, that just doesn't make sense to me.
"No mustard when Great Grandpa is here." In WWI he had been attacked with mustard gas, and for the rest of his life the smell of mustard completely freaked him out. So whenever he attended a family get-together we could only have mayonnaise on our sandwiches and ketchup on our hotdogs. Not good for me, the mustard-lover of the family.
I was never aloud to have friends. My parents used to say they would turn on me and my siblings. Although i DID end up having friends, many actually. I would never be able to go over to a friends house.. well because i wasn't aloud to have them.
"There are only two things that are infinite, the Universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the Universe." - Einstein.
Your parents should have been required to attend parenting classes.
my brother, sister, and i would go outside and play we were not allowed back into the house no matter how hot it was or thirsty until 3:00 pm and then were not allowed back outside after we came back inside after 3:00 pm
i hated it my parents reason for it was we dont want you running in and out of the house all day letting the air or heat out i think they just like the fact that they had the power to do so cause they were the parents
I have a brother a year-and-a-half younger than me. We were allowed to earn our allowances, I was paid a penny for sweeping the kitchen floor and a penny for taking out the trash each day (my brother fed the dog twice a day) so we each had a grand total of 14 cents a week assuming perfect performance. $7.30 for the year. Our Dad forced us to join Cub Scouts and then Boy Scouts. After considerable badgering and bullying he finally got us to earn our First Class scout rankings. When we failed to earn merit badges he cut off our allowances and then our desserts. "Who am I doing this for!?" We knew what the "proper" answer was and gave it to him. If we had told him the truthful answer it would have been "disrespectful" and entailed some sort of Draconian penalty. <br />
When we were old enough, we got jobs whenever we could, and then found we had to turn over most of what we made to our parents for them to put into college savings accounts for us. Funny, after a few repetitions of this, we lost interest in finding jobs. When our grandparents (Dad's parents) sent us a check for twenty-five dollars on our respective birthdays, we never saw a penny of it, it went straight into the same accounts. When I got money among my Bar Mitzvah gifts, same story. <br />
But they felt it was OK that we never had money. After all, we were too dumb to know how to handle it, and we didn't have any real need for it, anyway. <br />
We weren't allowed to have fireworks, either. So what if other kids got to have fun with them. After all, they're dangerous and illegal, right? <br />
Yeah, it really sucked to be us.
Well, if they just put it into an account for when you turn 18,,,, I wish I had saved all the money I've been given since I was 10 :/
I believe you are correct. My psychiatrist pointed out that kids learn how to handle money, deal, bargain, & negotiate with each other only if they have it. So as an adult I started out pretty clueless as far as, for example, salary negotiations.
It may be good to save for the future, but you still have to have something for today. Don't forget that at 14 cents a week I wouldn't have even had eight dollars by the end of the year, so what difference would that have made?
Don't sit on pillows!<br />
Or I'll grow a tail like a monkey! <br />
And I believed it! ;)
If I stayed at home and not hang out in thje streets they would give me every thing i want I just wanted a car so i finish school and they got me a car the i start hanging out in the streets hehe
No celebrating birthdays or other holidays. When I was at school, I had to go to the library during such activities/parties. We were Jehovah's Witnesses, and I was the only kid in my school that had to follow these rules.
I presume by now you have converted
Oh, absolutely, not a JW now.
There were many. Don't play cards. Don't go to movies. Don't listen or dance to "carnal" music, etc...<br />
Religion is all about observing pointless rules.
I was the only one of the kids who wasn't afraid of the dark, and I would sometimes wander through the house at night. So when my parents put us to bed they would say specifically to me: "And DON'T come out !"
If I wet the bed which I usually did then I had to sleep in the same wet unchanged bed for several nights. It was thought that being smelly wet and uncomfortable would make me become dry at night. It never worked I just got used to my wet bed and eventually started enjoying it. I still wet the bed every night and I'm 50 now.
Didn't have real parents they were ******** and abandoned my brothers. But my other family members ( my nanna, aunts, uncles and grandmother ) still warn me about not going out in the night under a eclipes, full moon or blood moon, coments or meteor shower. on these nights I had to stay in my room at their house with them checking on me every two hours up until I refuse to listen unless they told me why. They never forced me to after that and never told me what the big secrect was either. They just keep warning me not to go out. It gives me a weird feeling when I go out at night and gives me the creeps.
I was never allowed to get ANYTHING dirty. This one still bothers me because I live on my own now and my Mother still gives me hell (either to my face or behind my back) for having dirt anywhere.
I wasn't aloud nail polish. Even when my mom used it.