As a kid/teenager I grew up in a small coastal town and did many risky things
- at 12 + I used to go to the surf/beach all day long without a parent
- paddle the canoe up the river without lifevests or any floatation devices, and skive about
- ride my bike without a helmet on the streets at night without lights (rust bucket bikes with no brakes and ride no hands of course! Crashed a lot)
- go rock fishing in some pretty dangerous spots (often putting my life at risk to catch a bloody fish)
- dig underground cubbies in sand dunes (god knows how they didn't collapse...but learnt a bit of engineering by trial and error)
- make treehouses (managed to keep the saw and axe from my limbs, and stay up the tree)
- catch poisonous juvenile snakes with my hands (red belly and copperhead) - no idea how I never got bitten!
- have sling shot fights with mates (I lost an eye...but from another freak incident not involving sling shots)
- throw aerosol cans into the fire
- smoked wacky-tobacie
- drove under influence
- roof rocked the locals just so that they knew teenagers lived in their town too (only got clipped in the ear once when one adult caught us)
After all that I came out at the end fit and healthy (but a few battle scars :biggrin
, stayed out of big trouble, and have a good job and a whole lot wiser for what I learnt as a kid.
God I loved my childhood BUT I shudder to the core now that I have kids if they ever did what I did (im dying to tell them my stories, but dont want them copying them!). I try not to over protect them, but I admit it's hard to let them have the free reign my parents gave me. I think parents have a right to stop their kids doing certain things, even rugby. I just don't think they have a right to tell everyone else what they should or shouldn't be doing. We all assess the scale of 'risk and consequence' differently. No point getting angry at them because you don't agree with their opinions or parenting style.