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November 11, 2018

What is your most embarrassing/awkward childhood experience?

  • November 11, 2018
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Hi, I was at a party a few nights ago and this question got asked and it became a discussion point for the next two hours!!!

 

Would anyone like to share their most embarrassing/awkward childhood experiences?

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    DaveMcK
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    November 12, 2018

    I told a joke with a very adult punch line around 5th grade.

    The teacher was not happy and sent me too the principals office where he told me why it was not appropriate for someone my age to have told in school. 

     

    Posted by Dave the Lighthouse Keeper
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    November 12, 2018

    You're lucky!

     

    That's fairly mild!

    PattyDiane
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    November 12, 2018

    The earliest embarrassing thing I can remember was when I was about three years old.  I was taught about the phone at a very early age because my father was self-employed and our house was also his office.  I was taught to answer the phone in a business-like voice.  I was not taught about how to call someone, but I somehow figured it out, or thought I did.

     

    I tried to call my favorite uncle.  I might have just dialed random numbers because it was before I knew how to read.  Anyway a man answered the phone who I thought was Uncle Bill.  I don't think I told him who I was, but just started to talk to him.  I don't remember what I told him or how long I talked before I finally learned I was talking to a total stranger.

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    December 4, 2018

    Way to many to pick just one. Pretty much everday I was an embarrasment to someone or someting.

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    December 6, 2018

    My one em bare ass moment needs to die with me and those who were present that day.

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    December 4, 2018

    My Dad was playing Santa Claus one year, and his boss lived next door to us (that is a whole other story!) and told me to call there and tell him to put his kids in another room as he was coming in the back door.  I called and quickly rattled off that message.  There was silence on the other end and a voice asked, "Who is this?"  Yep!  Wrong number!

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    December 4, 2018

    It's really only embarrassing in retrospect. When I was three, I was singing in a Christmas pagent at Church when my panties fell off. Non plussed I just stepped out of them and kept singing!

     

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    December 5, 2018

    Starting when I was about 3 years old, whenever we'd have guests my control freak father would make me stand up in front of everyone and sing the song "Put your arms around me honey, hold me tight". I used to hate it when my parents had company. Later, when I learned to play the piano, he made me play songs whenever anyone visited. I was never outgoing and this was very embarrassing for me.  

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    December 5, 2018

    It was a cold winter day in Red Wing, Minnesota in 1954 and I was a kindergardener.  I can't remember 'why' but I decided to stick my tongue onto the iron bars located at the front of the grade school.  As you can imagine, my tongue instantly froze on those bars which happened to also be the time when the school bell rang for all the kids to go to their classrooms.  Since I wasn't going anywhere due to that tongue freezing onto that metal bar, all I could do was wait.  I'm glad someone informed a teacher because someone did come out to me (and my precarious situation) after several minutes and ran warm water over my tongue in an attempt to get it dislodged.  It partially helped with the need to also give a strong pull leaving some of my tongue skin on that bar.  My tongue healed with time but I was embarrassed for a bit.  As a little tyke though, it was forgotten soon enough except for my memories to never do that again!

    PattyDiane
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    December 5, 2018

    After reading some of the other postings, I'm reminded of another incident that only embarrasses me because my mother told the story over and over again.

     

    When I was a very small child (under 3, I think) my mother and I were going to downtown Atlanta on the street car that ran near our house to the stores downtown.  It was a time when I was no longer wearing diapers and it was my mother's habit to remind me to go to the bathroom the last thing before we left the house and afterwards to put a clean pair of panties on  me.

     

    On this particular day it was not until she lifted me up to the stool at the lunch counter at Woolworths that she felt only skin under my skirt.  Luckily it was a store that sold children's panties, so she bought some, but there was no dressing room so she had to have me put them on right there in the isle in the store.  Needless to say that after that, a part of the ritual of leaving home was to check to see if I was wearing my panties.

     

     

    SandraB622802
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    December 11, 2018

    During my 8th grade graduation, although I knew nothing about alcoholism back then, my mom who had a drinking problem at the time showed up intoxicated to the graduation ceremony. Embarassment was not something that I can actually say I felt at the time, but more along the lines of extreme anger because as I said although I knew nothing about alcoholism back then...I do remember telling my sisters and brother that I did not understand why people could not excercise some self control on drinking especially when they know the entire family will be present. Oh well, water under the bridge now, but I do remember.

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    December 14, 2018

    I was in grade school and running in a big race. The coaches said if you get way behind, run right through the middle of the field to catch up. Little did I know they were just kidding so I ran right through the middle of the track, took a short cut. Everyone in the stands were laughing and pointing. I was so gullible!

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    December 15, 2018

    From the age of 6 on my mother used to physically abuse me but it was always in private at home except for one occasion when i was 12. I had gone to my best friends house 4 houses down. His cousin, who lived accross the street, came over and wanted to get s stickball game going. Just around the corner of our road, 2 houses down, was a better place to play, less traffic. My best friends mom knew where i was and told me not to worry she would let my mom know if she cane looking for me. Unfortunately she did. When she found me, she grBbed me by the hair on top of my head and proceeded to beat me with s metal yard dtick accross my back and butt all the way to our car where she threw me in by my hair. I could not go down to my friends for a month and when finally allowed to, it was hard to face my friend.

    tzyf
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    March 27, 2019
    Very sad. I’m sorry. My mother was very kind. (My stepfather was a diffystory!).
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    December 15, 2018

    I was a VERY shy child (not any more tho). I think it was in 5th grade that I had to give an oral book report in front of my class.  I was SO upset that I fainted part way through my report...  VERY embarrassing!