We tend to think that childhood sucks when we’re little. We can’t wait to grow up and be like adults. Then we’ll be able to watch whatever we want on TV, buy whatever snacks we want, and go out without telling anyone and without a curfew. That’s why they say that youth is wasted on the young – because we don’t yet know how good we actually have it.
A couple of years ago, one Redditor was curious to know what cool things people experienced in their childhood but didn’t appreciate until they became adults. They went on r/AskReddit and posed this question to the community. People shared all sorts of wholesome and sweet things and even some impressive stories.
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Energy to do s**t. The older the more I miss it.
I am 67 years old, and I agree. I cannot do 3/4 of the stuff I used to be able to do. It really bothers me.
My mind is still young with me being 50 now so I'll have the mindset that "yeah, I can do that!" and my body quickly replies "no, you better not!"
My mom is 68 and she still has far more energy than I do it blows my mind. I'm 37 and feel like an olympian if I play ball hockey with my kids, mow the lawn and BBQ dinner in the same day.
I'm only a young adult and I feel it like crazy!! Can't upvote this enough. How the hell was I able to jump rope so easily for such a long time? Now I can't jump 30 seconds without being exhausted even if I'm in shape!
In my 20's I used to do SO much stuff every day! On the weekend I'd take classes, go shopping, clean my apartment, and then go out at night. Now I'm in my late 40's and I'm exhausted if I do one thing per day. I wish I had appreciated that energy when I had it!
I'm 59, I'll be 60 in a few months. Last year, I still had all kind of energy to keep up with my 6&9 yo grandsons, to create big gardens for growing vegetables. I went down there the day before yesterday. I only cleaned out I e bix if weeds, put in potting soil, because the garden is three years old, and the dirt has lost its minerals by the time I got the soil mixed in with fertilizer, I had to go home. I felt like I was completely wore out, and my back was really mad at me! I'm going to have to get help this year, because also the couple next door to the garden, want me to grow a garden for them this year too. I know now, I can't do it alone anymore...
I've shared this before, but it is a very important thing I realized I did not appreciate until I was an adult.
When I was a kid my dad and I had a tradition every week of going to the video store and renting a movie or two to watch together. I remember I used to get really upset at him because every single time we'd actually start to watch the movie he would fall asleep.
It wasn't until I was older that I realized that the reason he would fall asleep was because he was exhausted from working two very physically demanding jobs to try and give me the best life he possibly could. On top of that, even though he was tired he still made an effort to try and start a little tradition with me and spend time with me.
Those memories of me having to nudge my dad awake are so great in my eyes, because they made me realize what a caring and hard working man he was and still is to this day.
I remember my parents would come home each day and sit in their recliners, have the news playing, and would either nap or stare at the TV in a daze. I always thought they just didn't want to play with me but now I understand they were exhausted from their jobs and I feel the exact same way after work.
As a young kid we used to go to the cinema on a Friday night and get fish and chips on the way home. That died off as my dad started working shifts, although that meant he was at home with us during the school holidays. I think he was glad when school started up again.
3 months of summer vacation
Growing up without a cell phone or social media.
I've recently seen a ... Skibidi Toilet, which is apparently a little chipmunk voice man singing and spinning in a toilet. It made me really happy that I am not a kid right now because my neighbors children love that weird thing.
As a teacher, three months of summer vacation meant three months without a paycheck.
It's makes me a little sad that kids don't how great it was to be free of any concern, other than how high you could swing on the swing-set.
I loved teaching, don't get me wrong, but loved having the three months off a year!
Being the weird kid, the first few weeks were great, but by July I was ready to be back in school.
I do not miss the bordom of 3 month vaycay - my time was still not my own. Still had curfew and barely any money to do anyrhing or worse, it wwould be endless chores bc mom thought i was "off" for 3 mos, plenty of time to clean house, weed the gardenen etc etc. Yea. I dont miss it.
Sometimes we tend to remember things more fondly just because they happened in the past. That way, our childhood might seem better than it actually is. This is called 'rosy retrospection.' Experts say that the phenomenon is a "cognitive bias that runs parallel with the concept of nostalgia, though the latter does not always directly imply a biased recollection."
But it's nothing to be scared of, it happens to most of us. It's just how our brains process memories over time. Young adults tend to remember their childhood as their 'golden age.' For older adults, it's their young adult years that seem to be the best.
Falling asleep somewhere, like in the car, and waking up in my bed.
id witness my parents carry my baby bro back to his bed and his cute little face riddled with confusion after he woke up
Not quite like that anymore, but the guys at the precinct know which cot is my favorite.
I used to pretend to still be asleep when the car stopped and I actually woke up, just so I didn't have to walk to bed.
This might sound stupid or boomerish.
When I was a kid -1960s- every town had its own stores for everything. Local shoe shop, local sporting goods store, local five and dime, non franchise gas stations, local one-screen movie theater. Every town was a little, local economy.
Then the malls killed it all. Now the big box stores are killing them.
Progress?
They don't call it late stage capitalism for nothing. Eventually the wheels will fall off. Probably when the planet becomes uninhabitable.
Load More Replies...I miss those also. We used to have an old-time hardware store that literally had everything. If you just needed one bolt, you could go in and pick one out of the bin. It seemed like they had every size you would ever need. And the people that worked there knew where everything was and could give you advice on how to install and fix whatever you doing. These places today hire people that have no idea where stuff is located without getting on a radio and asking 3 different people, And then half the time they don't even know what the product is used for.
I miss small shops, period. There aren't many malls anymore, and most of them are half-empty. There aren't many local stores at all.
Eating at a Woolworths, riding the playground equipment that could literally kill, and maime you. Collecting pop bottles from our parents, and neighbors to go to the nearest convenience store to trade them in, and bring home candy,chips, and pop....
The interstate highway system played a role in that. Bypassing small towns, kinning their business districts. It's all been gone over before of course...population growth, white flight, business competetion...the old downtown full of specialty shops model just couldn't keep up.
All those little stores gave us a sense of community that is no longer available since big malls and super-sized shopping centers took over
Had to Google what '5 and dime' meant. It's a shop where they sell various things for around 5cents..
I'm much younger than poster, in late 80s we had had 5 or 10 cent candy but that was it! I wonder if it was that time's version of the dollar tree but with better made products 🤔
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Remember how you use to feel waking up on Christmas day? And now Christmas is just a holiday we save up for and worry about what to get people and hope we didn't forget anyone. I miss the stress free Christmas.
I still get that feeling. Every christmas, I plan at least one day with no meet-ups. For instance we'll do christmas eve at my sister's house, first day of christmas is free, second day of christmas we go to my boyfriends family. I love it, because I wake up on christmas morning with an empty agenda, feeling that sense of serenity and coziness that I felt as a kid.
My little brother used to wake me up at 4am on Xmas day, even though he knew we couldn't go downstairs until our parents were awake - which wouldn't be for hours! I laugh because now he complains about HIS kids waking him up at the crack of dawn on Xmas. :) Karma!
Yep. Christmas has lost all magic for me. I’m at the point where I dread that time of year and am very grateful when it’s over
Same, really. I'm no contact with my family, and it just feels wrong. Same with most holidays actually, and my birthday too.
Load More Replies...I think Christmas peaked again when I was 24. I didn't have a significant other or kids, so I just had to get presents for my parents and my sister. And I was living in NYC, knew a ton of people, and went to a lot of holiday parties. It was honestly just a very merry Christmas spent enjoying people's company. But then people move away, get married, have kids, stop having parties...sigh.
The best Christmases I had were after I left home and it was just me and the dog and a tree with dog presents under it. Growing up, Christmas meant my dad was home and swearing because he had to put up the &*^% tree and being an all-round general black cloud on a nice day, filling the days with stress and tension.
In my family, now that all the kids are adults we just all meet at my moms house wearing matching PJs to watch movies, play games, and eat.
My husband and I quit celebrating Christmas 20 years ago. If I see something I think one of my kids would like (they are all grown and in their own homes) I buy it and give it to them then instead of waiting for a far of holiday. Surprise gifts to me are much better than the duty gifts, and seem to be much more appreciated.
That's why we got rid of presents for adults and only give to anyone under 18
My family stopped that quite a while back. We all get a $20 gift and play dirty Santa on Christmas Day. We'd rather play games, eat, and socialize with each other and skip the drama.
Apparently, our most vivid long-term memories happen between the ages of 10 and 30, and those are the years that our brains remember the best. We also tend to concentrate on our 20s, because many significant life events occur during those years: college graduation, marriage, having children, etc. This age period is also called 'the reminiscence bump.'
But it's not simply about the things and events that we remember. The more important factor is how we felt during them. That's what we register the best, and that's what triggers us to remember these events in a positive light. Also, because younger people tend to be more optimistic about the world and the future, our memories are made even better by the dopamine we had when we lived them.
Having loving & kind parents, and a happy family unit who genuinely enjoyed each other and had great holidays together.
Seemed normal to me but reading reddit makes it seem so unusual.
I never knew how many people had an unhappy family life until I got to college. I really began to appreciate my family and how rare it was to all like and support each other.
I never knew how unhealthy our family dynamics were and how unhappy I was until I was an adult and actually found out that what I thought was "just teenage angst" was actually fairly severe depression and anxiety. That it, in fact, wasn't normal and no, not everybody else went through all that growing up. It goes both ways. (I was actually keenly aware that a lot of people were worse off than we were, because my parents could always afford to feed and clothe us kids. So I genuinely thought that I was a spoiled, unthankful, selfish brat for wanting to die at, like, 12 even though "I GOT ALL MY NEEDS MET" because I wasn't starving to death, and my parents weren't alcoholic. Those two things were literally the only metrics of health and happiness I knew of.)
Load More Replies...My family was not like this. So it's very hard for me to appreciate this list since a great deal of it was soured by alcoholism or narcissistic abuse, if not outright denied to my sister and I.
The extremes are real. Friend had a widowed mom, who put him and his brother into foster homes. One of them was physically abused, and they got split up. New foster homes were better for one, worse for the other. Mother remarried and started a new family. Step-father was abusive to her original sons when they came to visit. Amazing that the eldest son was both successful and happy as an adult.
Very unusual… That “normal childhood“ is so foreign to me. I wonder who I would be if I had it
My folks split up when I was three. I spent my whole life surrounded by people who couldn't relate to that. At one point I was engaged to a woman who said she'd only known one person before me with divorced parents
I sure hope not. Every family got their issues, but a lot of them mostly work through them together.
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When I was a little kid (probably around ~5-6 years old), there were a few times when I was riding my bike around the neighborhood in the afternoon and my dad happened to see me while on his way home from work. We would always "race" back to the house, and I thought I was the fastest biker ever because I would always win even though my dad was in his car.
After a while, I completely forgot about this. Then, when I was 18, my dad was teaching me how to drive stick in the exact same car he had when that happened, and I happened to drive past a kid about that age on a bike. Suddenly I remembered those "races" again, and at the same time I realized that my dad had been revving the engine in neutral.
Having a functional body.
Having free fun time.
Making friends easily.
All of these were a given for me, until it becomes no more a given.
Its a full time job just trying to keep up with the deterioration, I've given up on making progress or increasing elements. Every night I go to sleep I restart at zero the next day it seems. But I'm 72 and can still do 40 pushups so I'm not complaining
Load More Replies...I still make new friends.. It's not impossible, sometimes requires a bit more effort. Just try... Don't give up 😘
Load More Replies...As a 64yo woman who just broke her leg due to brittle bones I'll take half a functional body for 500 Alex...🤣
As a 75yo male who had a heart attack over Christmas, I'm now unsure what functional even means...
Load More Replies...My body is still functional, unfortunately some of the functions are a real surprise.
Lmao thank you, you just gave me a great start to my day. So true! How does the act of sleeping cause limping pain in a knee, hip, or most recently somehow a muscle near my ribs?!
Load More Replies...I miss having perfect vision, joints that didn’t hurt and a bladder that could last through the night
Walking around town without adult supervision and no one bothers you or calls the authorities.
Those times were so much easier. Being able to be gone all day without parent supervision and just checking in every now and again with one of our friend's parents. (Usually when we were hungry).
Well, we who can remember this has a certain survivors bias. My friends who died while out doing dangerous unsupervised stuff will not reply here.
It's no less safe than leaving you unsupervised on the internet...
Load More Replies...We were free range kids. The only rule during the summer was be in by late evening news.
Growing up on a farm and participating in 4H. So many kids today completely lack any sense of where their food comes from, why we need to be humane ro animals or why it's so good for the mind to be outdoors! Not to mention the built in work ethic and sense of responsibility and accomplishment that comes with raising animals and doing physical tasks.
4-H is a GREAT organization for kids! There are so many things they can learn and apply to their life (& it doesn't have to include animals or farming &/or ranching!) 🤗🇺🇸
Between our mother’s side of the family (farming/ranching) and working as a server the mystery of where food comes from was dispelled (our maternal grandfather took us to a slaughter house when we were six)
Good for you, I guess. You can learn about that stuff without going to a slaughter house. I don't get how people think the way I was raised was best and there couldn't possibly be any other good ways.
Load More Replies...Weird to shame people for not growing up on a farm. It's not exactly something they could've helped
Yes! Please help me shut down the ignorant [expletive deleted] people who ridicule PETA and other good organizations.
Peta is not a good organization. They are quite hypocritical. There are many ethical local farmers who take care of their livestock. Factory farms are a problem for sure. But working on a dairy and cattle farm you see how much care is taken and what "cruel" acts are necessary for all animals to benefit and thrive.
Load More Replies...When I was a teen 90% of us had after school/summer jobs. In this Everybody Gets A Trophy Era none of rhe teens I know are employed.
Waking up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday to play video games for a few hours before watching cartoons.
I mean, I can do that now. But it just lacks a certain charm as an adult.
It is the most charmless experience In the world at this point
Load More Replies...The bf and I still get up on Saturday am to watch cartoons though ofc they are streamed now! That was like our first "date" 10 years ago. He needed a ride from work after 3rd shift and I had offered through a friend, for gas money. At his place he invited me in to watch He Man and She-Ra, they used to play those over the air at 5:30 am. I was already awake so sure. A decade later through varied jobs and health scares it's the one constant we have
Pre-Video games here. Just waking up and watching cartoons was my favorite!! Bugs Bunny, Road Runner, Fog Horn Leg Horn "That's a joke, I say, that's a joke, son." etc. & so on.
Foghorn was my favorite, especially when the Dog would get him back.
Load More Replies...What the heck is that system in the photo? It looks on the screen like it's a bootleg cartridge with NES and PS1 games (and "Mag Max")?
I hated getting up early even as a child lol. I was so cranky about all the kids shows/cartoons being on between like 8 and 10 am, I wanted to sleep!!!
Home cooked food. Every day.
I remember when me and my bf could finally drive to school our Senior year. We would stop at McDonalds or KFC after school and chow. I would still eat a big dinner three hours later.
I absolutely loved my mom's cooking. Imagine how shocked I was when I grew up and found out that she was faking it all along.
Home cooked meals are the daily thing at my house, and after almost 45 years (since adulthood) of cooking everyday I am sick of it. If I were single I would probably go for cereal or frozen pizza a lot of the time.
I live alone, kids are grown and I hate cooking. I am enjoying pizza or cereal for dinner occasionally 😊
Load More Replies...I was very lucky, my mum was primarily a homemaker (she taught a couple of art classes every week) so she had time to cook everything from scratch. Her cooking was amazing, and healthy too.
Outside of the kitchen, my mother was a scholar, a linguist, an artist, and an actress. Inside the kitchen, she prepared English cooking.
Hm, nothing changed. Then again, my wife takes care of that, thankfully (I am useful in other ways, honestly!).
Just being a kid in general. All I ever wanted to do was grow up.
When I was a kid, I never saw a grown-up who was having nearly as much fun as I was. And of course it turned out I was right.
You can't do anything about getting older but you don't have to grow up. My immaturity keeps me young.
Biggest regret was telling my mom she was a liar I would love being an adult. 🤣 😂 Yea f this shiz
We all wanted to grow up too fast, if only we knew what it really meant back then.
I'm from europe and in the middle of the woods near my village there is an abadon monestary from the XV century, it's a huge place. We would play hid and seek there. It's an amazing place but for us was just a good place to play.
How enchanting! Being from the US, we could only imagine places like that to play.
There's a tiny, old graveyard in my neighborhood that's completely tangled and overgrown. A lot of the vaults are open and cracked and void of bodies. My mom always told us not to play there because it was dangerous. We played there anyway and it was SO MUCH FUN! The creepy factor made it all the better.
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Showing livestock. I was embarrassed about it as a kid and especially as a teen. Looking back, it's pretty badass that I was able to halter-break, groom, and show 1,200 pound steers as a kid.
Back in 1976, I was so envious of the very few girls at my tiny, rural school in Oklahoma who had a hog or calf to care for and show! Now, it's very common for girls to excel in 4-H and FFA and I'm glad of that! 🤗🇺🇸
I moved from a MI suburb to a small country TX town and I tried to so hard to get my kid to join FFA or at the very least spend a summer working on a farm and she wants nothing to do with it
At least she knows what she isn't interested in! ALOT of young teens don't have a clue what their interests are!! At least 4-H & FFA expose them to all types of interests so they can have choices.
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The early stages of the internet. It felt like I was part of a secret club. The vibe of it felt much more underground and it had a ton of variety.
Not just the internet, but computers and technology in general. It was advancing so fast and there was always so much cool stuff that even buying one of those things was the most exciting part of your whole month. You bought a new computer because you couldn't play that new game with your old one, but now you can. You got a new cell phone that was so much cooler than your old one. I don't know if it was the time we were living in or the amazement we felt just because of our kid-brains, but I miss it.
Ah, the days when 'Computer Shopper' was the size of a Manhattan phone book. ('Phone Book' - a dead tree version of Google, but only for telephone numbers and addresses.)
Load More Replies...I didn't have the opportunity to explore the Internet until 2000, but it was a different world then. I remember spending about a month just being AMAZED at what all you could find there. Geocities was up and running, and though I never "moved in", I thought it was all so cool. Guitar tabulature especially. People would construct these tabs using ASCII, which was a real labor of love.
I remember when Encarta first came out. I was an adult already, but I still thought it was pretty cool.
In the early days, there was a sense of anonymity. I won't post on NextDoor out of fear that some unhinged person that disagrees about something minor will bring the dispute into "real" life. Nor will I post yard signs for Democratic candidates in my yard (yes, America).
Come to Europe. No yard signs for any political party here. There are so many one can vote for (usually 20+), that most cities have regulations for placing the posters and stuff.
Load More Replies...There were no companies online, and no ads, just people freely exchanging information.
I found Carmen Santiago on that early pc -- also learnt geography from that game
Coming home after school and having almost no responsibilities. In fact, we were not even allowed in the house until dark because we got in the way! Now I get home after work, and I still have so much to do. I would love that feeling again.
In the summers and weekend we were Free Range kids; out til dark and only home for meals.
Yeah. Us kids annoyed my mom, she always threw us out of the house telling us to "go outside and play". She loved us, no question, but parents had different relationships with their kids in those days. Plus mom was always cleaning our messes, she needed us out of the house.
I agree that parents did have a different relationship with their kids back then. My sister and niece got tattoos together and they go on mini vacations together. More like friends.
Load More Replies...I grew up being out of the house from sun up to sun down. I have two kids, I wish I could send them out every day until dark… but not my decision, cuz I’m step dad
Not abnormal. Kids are loud and full of energy, and few screens to pacify them. So back in the day it was go outside and play or be given chores (for mom’s sanity). Honestly the fresh air, activity and boredom leading to free play were great for kids—of course always chance to get up to no good 😈
Load More Replies...My dad had an airplane and I lived on a farm and he would buy a bag of candy and rain it down in the field for me and my cousin to find.
Eating meals at the table with the whole family, using food grown in our garden. Majority of my childhood friends were raised this way so i didn't see the value in it until i left my small town for college and realized that it wasn't the norm in a lot of households. Now I really appreciate the time and conversations my family had during meals.
We always had family meals too, minus the home-grown food. We weren't rich by any monetary standards, but this family time and the thoughtful meals my mom could make on a low budget enriched all our lives so very much.
My farm-family grandparents had a standing invitation for their children,spouses & grandkids (all 11 kids alone) to lunch at their house after church every Sunday. This happened without fail for all of the years I lived in SW Oklahoma (23 yrs). It was my favorite day of the week and I truly miss those blessed Sundays in more ways than one!🫂🤗🇺🇸
I didn't grow up with family meals other than Sunday's at my grandmother's house. But, when I had kids, I always made sure we had as many meals as possible together most nights. Now, one is a college and one is still home, but we still try to eat together most nights
When I was about 10 years old, I lived next door to a guy who played for the Pittsburgh Penguins. (This is in Massachusetts)
One spring morning, I was playing hockey in the driveway with my friends. Pro hockey playing neighbor comes over to play with us. He was so nice/cool to us. We gave it everything we possibly had, against him, while he wasn't even close to trying. At one point, he took a slap shot that ripped a few seams in my street hockey net. (Worth it.) He also put a dent in the wooden back stop we had behind the net. He stopped after that, because it was as loud as a gun shot and he didn't wanna disturb the neighbors. We were all checking him, hitting him, roughing him up, trying to fight him, etc. and he did a good enough acting job where it kinda seemed like what we were doing was actually semi-effective.
That night, the Penguins had a playoff game against the Bruins, in Boston. Neighbor was an absolute animal that night. He hit everyone who dared to touch the puck, scored a goal, nabbed an assist, got in a fight and eventually got ejected from the game. At the old Garden, the away team had to walk past the Bruin's bench in order to get to their dressing room. When hockey neighbor went to pass by the Bruin's bench, he got into it with the guy at the end and absolutely manhandled him. When a resulting brawl broke out, the camera zoomed in on neighbor who was terrifyingly angry and talking trash. (I could see his mouth form the words "F**K YOU! YEA YOU! F**K YOU!" as blood leaked from the bridge of his nose.) A seriously intimidating individual at 6'5, 250lbs.
In looking back, it's absolutely insane to me that he went from my driveway to my TV screen and that my friends and I also "fought" him earlier that morning.
The closest story I have to this is a guy who lived on a court off of my street growing up was drafted by the maple leafs. He never panned out his ego was too big, but I remember after he got drafted he bought a white Crown Victoria an painted red and white lines on it to look like a hockey rink. Ugliest car ever
Not only making friends easily but always getting to hang out with them easily because of school. As an adult, it's difficult finding the right time to hang out with one friend, let alone several.
I just walk around in public "need friends? Me too! Need friends? Me too!" just because of this
Load More Replies...As Richard Dreyfuss said, "You'll never have friends like you did at 12". I am 63, diverced and childless. Basically, a third wheel when trying to hang out with anyone.
When I try to get the boys together for drinks, I need at least 3 months notice and even then it's like herding cats.
When I was five or so I was throwing a tantrum. So my dad locked me in his room and let me tire myself out. Once I was quiet, he'd walk in and calmly ask "are you ready to talk?"
The first couple times I baited him and just went back to the tantrum.
The last time, after I was thoroughly disheartened, he explained to me the importance of thinking things through rather than emotionally.
The lesson stuck.
So the poster took for granted throwing a tantrum? This post does not make sense in this list
no.... he took for granted the valuable life lessons his father taught him.
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I'm glad that was your life. My "parents" were the ones throwing tantrums. I had to be the calm one as a kid.
For me my answer is simply my parents. As a kid the life your given tends to be what you think life is. I greatly took for granted my parents and the love they gave me. I never saw them fight or yell at eachother, they never punished me for no reason but rather explained why what I did was wrong (which worked very well) They allowed me freedom as I grew up because they had the mindset of kids and teens make mistakes our job is to help them learn from them. The craziest part about all of this is my parents are extremely Mormon. My dad is a high ranking leader in the church as well as my mom. When I decided it wasn't for me unlike many mormon parents they accepted that and told me they love me no less. This is quite unusual for mormon families especially one this deep in the religion.
Growing up I was like any other kid and would get pissed at my parents for some reason or another. I never told them I hated them but there were times that I felt like that. Looking back that was so childish as they never gave me anything close to a reason to feel that way. I aspire to be in a marriage as good as theirs and I aspire to raise my kids as well as my parents did.
By age five I knew every swimming stroke except the butterfly. Had been given infant swimming lessons; learned to swim before I could walk. As a kid I kind of noticed other people weren't as comfortable in the water, but it wasn't until adulthood that I realized how many people either couldn't swim at all, or were apprehensive about their skills at it.
This. I was a pretty sickly kid and had severe ear and knee problems. As soon as I was well enough, my parents made me take swimming lessons. I was terrified at first and kept trying to run away from the pool. Eventually, I came to love it, and it was the only sport I was capable of doing. I was never a great swimmer but I felt so comfortable in the water that it was a great escape for me. It still baffles me when I meet people who are afraid of the water or can't swim. I got caught in a rip current at the beach once, remembered what I was taught by my swim coach, and made it back to shore, exhausted but safe. It wasn't until I was older that I realized how dangerous that was.
My son’s mother and I took him to the pool at age 6 months old he loved it.
That's great. We had my son on the boat and the beach literally at a week old. He slept EXTREMELY well.🙂
Load More Replies...Butterfly is the most pointless stroke, it's a good way to exhaust yourself easily. Swimming and lifesaving were taught to us at school, all kids should be taught it.
Eating whatever you want.
Eating whatever you want without reading the entire label 10 times to make sure it's healthy or not, I presume... And yes, products were much more healthier and safer! Or we were just oblivious, but somehow those were simpler (happier) times and trips to the store!
I guess that depends on when you were a kid. In the '70s, when I was little, trans fats, carcinogenic food coloring, and tons and tons of sugar were everywhere and every dinner table had an ashtray
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Family gatherings.
Appreciate them while they are still around, nothing better than family.
Nope. I don't care for my family whatsoever.
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Being allowed to be in the room while adults spoke. I would hear things & put them in the back of my mind and forget about them. Whenever they come across my mind in certain conversations & situations, they make so much sense. No, I was never bold enough to ask questions or make comments or statements if I was not being spoken too.
My parents talked to my sister and me as adults, too. Hearing their conversations even though we didn't participate taught us a lot.
And the frustration we felt when they started talking in "code!"
Load More Replies...You wanna know the difference between the kid who gets all A's- and the kid who struggles for C's and B? Exactly this. The A kids - got to listen to adults really talking. And got to read books and magazines, too. The C kids- not a book in the living room anywhere, and kids not welcome with adults.
Now, children hear way too much. They are overly exposed. Their childhood innocence isn't being protected. It's sad.
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International travel. Seemed normal as a kid, but I didn't realize how rare it was until I was an adult. The family wasn't rich; my parents just put all of their entertainment and discretionary money towards traveling.
Can't confirm. We only made one or two day trips to the nearby North sea to the dog beach (not fun. Mostly stones instead of sand). I was absolutely jealous and flabbergasted when heard that it was kind of normal for SOME kids and their families too travel far away for a few weeks. In HOTELS. With a POOL and activities. Blew my mind. Even today is so rare in my life but I know it could be far worse. I like my home. Edit: grew up with livestock and pets. Was lots of work, less free time and far less money but I think I can be happy I got so close to nature
As a famous Dutch philosopher once said: every disadvantage has it advantages.
Load More Replies...I remember going to the US in 80 & 81. My parents were a bit flush at the time, Laker air had just started budget flights and the exchange rate was $2=£1, even at the time I knew we were privileged, only knew 1 other kid who'd been and that's because his dad had died and had a decent life insurance policy.
Never having to pay for anything. Take out ... free. Toys ... free. Vacations... free.
Those few kids in school who had it all to be popular and they were, but they weren't mean or cliquey.
They had all the social power a kid could have - they were good-looking, funny, dressed well, athletic, everything - but they didn’t exploit it. They were usually smart and well-behaved (though not too much) but also fun and didn't take themselves too seriously.
I didn't have many friends growing up, and even fewer genuinely good ones because most of my not-so-popular friends secretly wanted to be in those mean cliques and only spoke against them because of sour grapes (I was likely one of them, at least at some point).
I wish I had known to seek out those genuinely decent kids who really had their heads on straight.
Later in life, I got to know some of them and they are still great people - really the best kinds of friends to have. A number of them mentioned that they totally would have been friends with me when we were in school together - they even thought about it, but I didn't seem interested.
I just assumed anyone who had so much going for them wouldn't want to be friends with me.
Same. I always thought everyone who seemed better off in some way was really a bully who was just waiting for me to give them the invitation to one-up me but now I realize they were just young people who were actually outgoing and friendly.
Yeah, I realized the cheerleaders weren't all stuck up and wouldn't give you the time of day. It wasn't like the movies.
Load More Replies...My friend and I used to pretend we were statues when cars drove by. We really thought people would think we were statues. I saw some kids doing that awhile ago and completely knew what they were doing. It was so funny bc they looked ridiculous but I knew exactly what they were doing and i had never seen anyone else doing that before! If I did that as an adult people would think I was on Crack lol.
The northern lights. I took for granted being able to see them in the sky a few dozen times a year. Now I live further south and I haven't seen them in years.
I’ve only seen the northern lights four or five times in Washington state. Now, I live too far south.
I grew up in Alaska, and I am in Montana for college. I took the Aurora and the milky way for granted.
This one's really specific, but when I was a kid my father took me to see the King Tut exhibition when it was on tour. He bought this special package deal that included a private viewing of the exhibition with cocktails (I was the only child there and I did not get a cocktail, LOL), and then we took a week long river boat journey back up to our home city. The whole thing was just insanely cool, but I don't think I really appreciated how amazing it was until I was older.
Also, less specific: having the freedom to ride my bike anywhere I wanted. I'd be gone for hours without any adults worrying about me or needing to know my every move. All the kids I knew had that freedom, and this was way before cell phones. Different world.
It's wonderful when parents expose their children to other cultures and parts of the world via museums (many of which are free).
Going up to the cockpit of an airliner during flight and talking to the pilots and looking out the windshield down at the Rocky Mountains. August 2001 right before 9/11 made that impossible.
Naps.
I always say how it's funny that when we were kids, we rebelled against naps. Now, as adults, we look forward to them!
When I was 3, I took naps. At 73, naps take me.
Load More Replies...Growing a garden with many varieties of vegetables and fruits. It's rewarding sharing fruits and veggies with others - then canning all that can be canned at the end of the growing season.
I lived on a tiny island and used to take a boat to school every morning. I hated it because it was so limiting to my social life, but now when I tell people about it they think it’s the coolest childhood ever! Makes me appreciate how unique it was.
World famous children's book author Robert Munsch toured Canadian schools throughout the 90s and personally read to my class several times.
David Suzuki spoke at my high school. Most kids wanted to listen, but of course a few selfish ash soles decided to talk to each other. Suzuki ended up cutting it short. I never blamed him, I blamed the idiots.
Having - your own - money. All the time as a kid, I took my end of the week hard earned 10 pounds from my dad to the corner shop and bought myself the old vimto, brain licker, space raiders and monster munch combo and thought nothing of it. Now, as an adult with literal hundos given to me each week, I make sure to be grateful everyday for anything I purchase for myself, whether it's food, games, furniture, appliances, anything. Even paying my rent makes me feel quite accomplished.
Living at the beach, checking the waves from the deck and walking to surf.
My cousin lived that life in her cottage in Ocean City. Until the hurricane came.
Saw Halley's comet when I was a kid. It was really cool at the time but I didn't appreciate it as much as I do now, knowing it won't come around again until I'm like 70.
It comes around every 76 years. If you saw it as a kid, you're not likely to ever see it again.
Mark Twain said, "I came in with Halley's Comet, and I reckon I'll go out with it too." And he did.
Load More Replies...We had a small 2 bedroom lake cabin on about an acre of land with a dock and beach. My dad rented it for over 30 years for ~$225 per month. We used to grab our golf clubs, toss them on the boat, and casually ride over to the golf course to play. I never appreciated how cool driving your boat to the golf course was. It just seemed normal.
I sued two federal agencies in my childhood and won both times.
I didn't really appreciate the scope of how rare it was to win against the federal government once, much less twice, even when they're blatantly mistreating you.
For the people asking for context, this has been copied from Reddit: "The SSA because many members of my family are regularly denied access to SSN's, despite being born and raised in the US, and thus being citizens by default. The second time was when I had included the federal Department of Education in a lawsuit against, primarily, my school district for denying me, and a whole slew of special education students for that matter, the ability to earn credits or graduate. I had informed thr feds via certified mail that this was going on and they had ignored it."
But what is it that's different about their family?
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Shared my bedroom with my brothers. Hated it as a kid, being the only girl but I do look back on some good late night joking and fart beats.
Getting to watch Michael Jordan play live. I mean, as a kid I understood he was a good player, but, I had no clue who he really was or what he had really done, and how he would be viewed. Simply amazing.
My grandfather worked for the Milwaukee Brewers (USA baseball team). I got to go all over County Stadium: Dugouts, on the field during warm ups, spring training visits, locker room visits, first row tickets. I had a baseball signed by the entire 1994 team but I didn’t take care of it. All the signatures faded except Greg Vaughan’s. Now, 30+ years later I’m lucky to be able to afford 1st row seating!
Coming home after school and having almost no responsibilities. In fact, we were not even allowed in the house until dark because we got in the way! Now I get home after work and I still have so much to do. I would love that feeling again.
This is a really bittersweet list for those of us who didn't have stable loving homes to grow up in. :(
Yes. I wish I had more memories like these instead of the toxic nightmare that was my childhood.
Load More Replies...I'm Gen z, but this list is still so relatable for me. My family lived in the country near a small town (two harbors, MN), so it was very safe and old fashioned. All the family still live near the original homestead, and we gather there every Friday. It is pretty close to a mid size city, but most of my time was spent in the country or small town.
I get why people share these things, nostalgia is powerful, but it is also misleading. Nostalgia is a sanitized view of the past. The kids of today will do the same thing in the future and lament the things that changed. That is just life.
Sitting for half a day, in the same place, playing a game we "called colors" where we each picked a car color and for each car of that color that passed, you got 1 point! Cars were so much rarer then, and living in a village didn't help either! We used to sit on the edge of the forest, near the road, for half a day and 30 cars passing in that time was huge!!! Of course it was a race who would pick "white" first, as most cars were white at that time.... I miss those days!
Naps! Naps! Naps! I definitely did not appreciate them as a child. Boy did I have some learning to do. lol!
This is a really bittersweet list for those of us who didn't have stable loving homes to grow up in. :(
Yes. I wish I had more memories like these instead of the toxic nightmare that was my childhood.
Load More Replies...I'm Gen z, but this list is still so relatable for me. My family lived in the country near a small town (two harbors, MN), so it was very safe and old fashioned. All the family still live near the original homestead, and we gather there every Friday. It is pretty close to a mid size city, but most of my time was spent in the country or small town.
I get why people share these things, nostalgia is powerful, but it is also misleading. Nostalgia is a sanitized view of the past. The kids of today will do the same thing in the future and lament the things that changed. That is just life.
Sitting for half a day, in the same place, playing a game we "called colors" where we each picked a car color and for each car of that color that passed, you got 1 point! Cars were so much rarer then, and living in a village didn't help either! We used to sit on the edge of the forest, near the road, for half a day and 30 cars passing in that time was huge!!! Of course it was a race who would pick "white" first, as most cars were white at that time.... I miss those days!
Naps! Naps! Naps! I definitely did not appreciate them as a child. Boy did I have some learning to do. lol!

