WordPress proposed a new topic yesterday. I didn’t have really much time to write about it and let’s be honest, I wasn’t even interested in this topic because I didn’t feel any inspiration at all about it ! The topic was “Something you’ve never told to anyone”.
But then this morning, I’ve visited Chicfella who wrote this post ” Something I’ve Never Told to anyone” and then It inspired me !! Hallelujah !! He just wrote about a little story who happen to him when he was a child and why he did that. I’ve been remember that when I was a child too, I’ve done things and tell things too because I was scared about what could have told me my parents.
Here’s my story : I was about 7 or 8 years old I think, I used to love to climb to the trees, Oh my it was my favourite game ever every week-end when we went to the country house. I was, how do we call it again… hum a tomboy !! I do loved to let me rolling in the grass, building some cabin, just like a little boy ! But my favourite game ever was to climb in huge ( well I was 7 or 8 remember ? ) walnut tree in front of the country house. That was such a wonderful feeling to helps me with the first branch to goes up in this tree. I used all the time to stand up on the second branch, jump to catch another one a bit upper, let me swingΒ in the empty by holding the branch with my outstretched arms and then to let me fall and landing on my feet. Oh God what I loved to do that ! I was doing it again and again, I just couldn’t stop myself.
One day, my mother told me to not doing that again or one day, I will fall for good and will hurt myself and this day, Oh yes she won’t bring me to the hospital ! Of course it was to scared me, but at time I didn’t know that and I really thought that my parents will not drive me to the hospital if I felt. I did not stop to doing it either, no way, I loved that too much, I just kept this information in mind…
And the day where I felt came ! I can’t really remember much about it, just that I’ve slide and missed the branch. I do remember that I had a black out, not a long one but still it was one. I do remember waking up and see everything in Black and white and then the colour came back gradually. Where was my parents at this moment ? In the kitchen… And then the moment I would remember my mother’s words ! “We will not bring you to the hospital when you will fall because we warned you so many times !!! “. I just remember thinking at this time : ” Oh my God !! I have to go to the hospital, so I have to make up a lie to fit to my fall and then they could drive me to the hospital once again…! ” (Yes I used to go so often to the hospital that the nurses knew me…)
So here’s the story that I’ve told them: I felt my head first from the low wall with my hands stuck into my pockets so I couldn’t catch myself… add some tears and you got a pretty realistic story from me at time ! ( And possibly true when you knew me… ).Of course my parents watched me for a couple of hours and then drove me to the hospital. Of course it wasn’t nothing at all, just the shock effect ! But still I’ve been scary enough to not doing this little game again…
That sounds crazy now that a such silly little sentence can be taken so seriously by a child and how a child can interpret it in his own way ! My parents never suspected for almost two decades that I felt from the walnut tree, they only knew what really happened a couple of years ago when I finally told them the truth about this time during a family diner where we were talking about this little adventure…
So what is your story ?! π
Our childhood perspective is really the best we ever have. The innocence and care freeness. You reminded me of my childhood ( which wasn’t too far back) and a really fun incident that happened because of me. You gave me my next blogging topic π
Yes it is !! I’m trying to always see life as if I was still a child !
I’m glad you will publish your next topic about it, you can thanks ChicFella too, He’s the one who gives me this topic ! π
Great story. I’m glad you finally told your parents. π
It was a very funny moment during the dinner ! Now they are the ones who tell the story to their friends and are laughing about it! π
That sounds a lot like me as a child, its not so crazy :)My mother would never have believed me in the first place.
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It was so much fun to be a little tomboy !! I used to do such a crazy thing that they could just only believed me I guess… π
i used to be a tomboy too (still am really, despite the feminine dress sense etc, sorry missed your comments back, i got carried away with my pages. Yes i did do the topic (sort of)
I’ve read it on my Iphone yesterday night !
I love when i tell my mom about things like that that I did in childhood. I always have this child-like fear that I’ll get in trouble, even though I’m an adult. Then, as happened to you, she usually ends up telling the story to all her friends and just laughing about it.
Kids always have such silly reasons for making up stories. On the other hand, your post is a good reminder about how seriously children take those exaggerations that adults just throw out there without meaning them.
I’m so glad I’m an adult now! π
Yes me too !! π
I enjoyed reading your story! I never thought to write about something that happened when I was a kid and didn’t tell anyone, but that’s actually kind of funny now. π
Stories about childhood are always funny because the point of view of a child is really unique and different of an adult, we just use to forget about it ! π