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My parents told me that you get a hole in your belly if you eat gum. As a child I panicked once because I accidentally swallowed some gum, it's a mean thing to lie about :(
I think some people used to believe that a swallowed piece of gum might cause appendicitis. I don't know how accurate that belief is, but maybe your parents weren't trying to be mean, just cautious.
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The comment you're replying to was obviously written by a bird.
First hand account here from back in the 80s of grandmas chewing adult food for babies. No they were not birds but humans, all of them. Make what you want with this information.
They mentioned that getting fed food was something they still occasionally did, that it was a supremely intimate thing to do.
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> I don’t know how to complain properly Oh I don't know, I think you're doing a fine job of it. All of those things you complain about not being able to do, you know that you can't do them. If you know you can't do them, and want to do them, then you can learn how. Alternatively, you can lay your issues at your parents feet and mope about how hard your life is as a millionaire.
Ignoring the moping millionaire part he's got some truth to what he's saying. I'm confronting this now as a new parent while thinking about how I want to raise my son vs. how I was raised by my father. OPs point to all the distracting tricks rings true for me. Very much a "my way or the highway" household I grew up in, and although I don't feel there was major harm from the upbringing, I can see where the gaps in my…
What many (most?) people do is overcompensate to not make the same obvious errors their parents made, and thereby make a different series of errors.
> This, along with the “lying still game” and many other “games” ensured hours of peace and quiet for adults trying to It’s funny how fathering is about using a thousand tricks to make kids go through life even when they don’t want. And another part is politeness rules teach kids to be convenient for the parents, for example “don’t play with food, there’s kids in Africa” was never about African kids and more about cl…
I can't speak to everyone's experience or abilities, but I can say that one of the hardest things about overcoming abuse is identifying what reality is and distinguishing the difference between what is true about who/what you are and something you are gping through as a result of the experiences you had. Between the inflexible authoritarian way my parents were, and the coping mechanisms I used to make it through the…
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>And another part is politeness rules teach kids to be convenient for the parents, for example “don’t play with food, there’s kids in Africa” was never about African kids and more about cleaning up the floor. Seriously? You don't see the problem in nurturing the (subconscious) view of African standing for the malnourished, poor, disadvatage, and so on?
You don't see the utility of pointing out that being in a position to "play with food" is not a given, paired with a real life counterexample? Stop seeing racism in everything. If you keep holding ypur mind like that, it'll freeze that way.
And your lame counter-accusation is basically a common rebuke of your average actual racist.
My grandfather told me a version of this story and I have been lucky to tell my kids (who loved it). Our version: There was once a boy that was born with a golden screw where his belly button should be. This made him very self-conscious about it. The kids at school would tease him about his golden screw and lack of belly button. It was so bad that he didn't want to remove his shirt when swimming. One day his class to…
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Jack who had a golden screw in place of his belly button. Jack was very self-conscious about this unique feature, but he soon discovered that it had some incredible powers.
One day, Jack was walking through the forest when he came across a beautiful fairy. The fairy was in distress and begged Jack to help her. She explained that she was being held captive by a wicked witch and needed someone to rescue her.
Without hesitation, Jack agreed to help the fairy and set off on an adventure to defeat the witch. Along the way, he encountered many challenges, including fierce beasts and treacherous obstacles.
But with the help of his golden screw, Jack was able to overcome each challenge and finally reached the witch's castle. He battled the witch, using his golden screw to conjure up powerful spells and defeat her.
The fairy was grateful to Jack and rewarded him with a magical amulet that granted him the ability to fly. With this new power, Jack flew back home, feeling proud of his bravery and accomplishment.
Years later, Jack discovered that the golden screw could do even more than he had initially thought. He realized that he could use it to shape-shift into any form he desired.
Excited by this new discovery, Jack began experimenting with his newfound ability. He turned into a bird, a fish, and even a dragon. But one day, he accidentally turned into a duck and couldn't change back.
Feeling frustrated and embarrassed, Jack decided to give up his powers and return to his human form. He unscrewed the golden screw and, to his horror, his butt fell off.
This reminds me of Patrick Rothfuss' The Wise Man's Fear... seems that his dad told him a similar story :-) > “Once upon a time,” I began. “There was a little boy born in a little town. He was perfect, or so his mother thought. But one thing was different about him. He had a gold screw in his belly button. Just the head of it peeping out.
The joke goes back to at least 1971 based on it's appearance in a book of Isaac Asimov's favorite jokes, https://old.reddit.com/r/KingkillerChronicle/comments/3uul26... . I'm sure it's much older. My father also told a version of it back in the 80s. Screws and screwdrivers are at least 500 years old, so this joke could have been mutating around its core punchline through generations for quite a long time before it wa…
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You don't see the utility of pointing out that being in a position to "play with food" is not a given, paired with a real life counterexample? Stop seeing racism in everything. If you keep holding ypur mind like that, it'll freeze that way.
The need to educate a person not to waste food or about one's privileged life has absolutely no dependence on your example, nor is the latter inherently about racism, unless that is your actual motivation, or a real life counterexample. You just pointed to a convolution of stereotypes about a continent, which is quite the irony when you wish to teach about privilege. And your lame counter-accusation is basically a co…