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No one can deny that children are creative. However, their creativity often gets them in trouble, so adults must keep an eye on them before disaster strikes. And while parents worry about what their kids will think of next, twitter users share moments from their own childhood to remind everyone that children are never boring.
We already presented you with a list of stories from people's childhood that sums up their characters so here is another one about kids being on-brand! Scroll below to read the best responses delivered to the @KEBrightbill thread.
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Omar A 6 years ago
My first week in Germany, I took a stroll around the neighborhood we were living in, since civilians weren't given base housing, looking for somewhere to have a Hot Wheel derby. Saw a man picking cherries and plums from trees in someone's front yard. The owner saw me, a quiet black kid with a plastic bag full of Hot Wheels, just watching. I just came from NYC, never saw fruit trees up close before. She called me over, made me dump out the cars in my bag and filled them with fruit. I ran home and my mother demanded I reveal where I snatched those cherries from. She drove me to the house, saw the woman, and made her first German friend.
Sarah Schoenhaar 6 years ago
My parents regularly recall the time when I was two, and was at a church picnic; I happily took slices of raw, red onion, dipped them in ketchup, and ate them. This would set a precedent of me eating strange things in public, much to the bemusement of confused onlookers (not to mention the embarrassment of friends and family).
Omar A 6 years ago
My first week in Germany, I took a stroll around the neighborhood we were living in, since civilians weren't given base housing, looking for somewhere to have a Hot Wheel derby. Saw a man picking cherries and plums from trees in someone's front yard. The owner saw me, a quiet black kid with a plastic bag full of Hot Wheels, just watching. I just came from NYC, never saw fruit trees up close before. She called me over, made me dump out the cars in my bag and filled them with fruit. I ran home and my mother demanded I reveal where I snatched those cherries from. She drove me to the house, saw the woman, and made her first German friend.
Sarah Schoenhaar 6 years ago
My parents regularly recall the time when I was two, and was at a church picnic; I happily took slices of raw, red onion, dipped them in ketchup, and ate them. This would set a precedent of me eating strange things in public, much to the bemusement of confused onlookers (not to mention the embarrassment of friends and family).
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