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What was the silliest/dumbest thing you ever did as a child?
I used to walk around my parents' house with a mirror under my nose, pretending to walk on the ceiling. It seemed so fun when I was a kid, but I look back now and think, "What was I doing?!"
I was one dumb kid. I did so many dumb things, I could write a 2,000-word Hub about them! Here's one:
While lounging on a moss-covered rock near the Rogue River in Oregon, I spotted this small hole. It made a perfect fit for my elbow as I leaned back, watching my dad fish for rainbow trout.
Pretty soon, I heard an angry buzzing noise. Sure enough, I had put my elbow in the opening to a hornet's nest.
They seemed quite angry. My dad said later he had never before seen me run so fast.
I am 18 year old and i still do these funny actions in my home.
Steel fruits or eatables in the fridge.
Just do make up for my mum and for my dad too. Haha x 10.
and so many things. I can't just count.
In my childhood,
I would steel a lot.
Comb hair for my dad. Almost i comb comb comb for about 2 hours. Silly.
And almost more, more, more.
Just act as detective and find find who stole the products. But do you know, I am a the thief who have stole that. But i just pretend very serious that someone has stolen.
Bully girls, if they are very wore the same dress which i have wore but after my 11th birthday, the bullied girls had become my best ever friends till now.
Oh once I tried to think of an answer for this things started coming back to me from my childhood and I even got a little embarrassed thinking about some of them
When I was really young I wanted to fly so I was constantly jumping off fences and wall with capes or sheets (trying to make a parachute.
Also when I was young (1950's) hats were very popular in high fashion. So I often covered a small bucket with a scarf and stuck it on my head and I really thought it looked like some of the high fashion hats. At the time I didn't understand my mother's reluctance to let me walk to the store with a scarf covered bucket on my head!
When I was about eight years old, the fashion was to put polystyrene tiles on your ceilings. They are banned these days as a fire risk. Anyway, dad spent ages fixing the tiles to a bedroom ceiling. I was fascinated with the way you could make dents in the bits of leftover tiles. I got a bamboo cane from the garden, and started making little dents in the freshly decorated bedroom ceiling. Great fun! Of course my parents saw the mess and asked what on earth I'd been thinking of. I said there had been a daddy longlegs and I was trying to kill it. For some reason they seemed to think that was okay. I cringe to think how I spoiled the decorating. Sorry mum and dad!
when i was in K2, age 5 or 6 years old, i walked home from school! It was a 15-20 minutes drive if you go by bus , but i walked as according to the bus routine , you know the school bus had to stop at different location of the kid's house to let them off.... Yeah, i walked for ... maybe 1-2 hours before i reached home, under the hot sun. I was tricked by a fellow classmate who told me that it was a holiday. Why am i here in school. So, i was dumbed enough to trust him and went back home on my own with the school bag.
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