tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post3509176265043321589..comments2023-08-25T18:09:09.834-07:00Comments on Wrote By Rote: Curiosity KidArlee Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-84737645743142484122014-05-30T10:42:45.605-07:002014-05-30T10:42:45.605-07:00My questions were always "why"? I don&#...My questions were always "why"? I don't know if I embarrassed my parents but I'm sure I drove them crazy. LD Mastersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202135756299574972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-27961697355815584312014-05-30T08:46:36.697-07:002014-05-30T08:46:36.697-07:00Dear Lee, I think that all children are naturally ...Dear Lee, I think that all children are naturally curious about their world unless they live with abusive parents who punish them often for saying things. Then the children keep the curiosity to themselves for fear of asking something and being punished. <br /><br />I can't remember embarrassing my parents, but I bet I did--frequently. Peace.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00612299013780771262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-24012398099682770832014-05-30T02:15:35.084-07:002014-05-30T02:15:35.084-07:00Your stories made me smile.
I was a curious kid to...Your stories made me smile.<br />I was a curious kid too-- really wanted to know kids came into Mom's tummies, which must have made my parents uncomfortable. They hmmed and ignored me a lot.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04283371140346602856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-41078462927445503292014-05-27T09:42:58.260-07:002014-05-27T09:42:58.260-07:00I was curious, but more in a "what could happ...I was curious, but more in a "what could happen in this situation" kind of way. I also grew up in an area without much diversity, which is part of why my children have had the opportunity to live in NYC and the very diverse Orlando area. It's good for them to see other cultures and feel comfortable around them. Crystal Collierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03912469552483168148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-68220684745394032382014-05-27T05:46:37.861-07:002014-05-27T05:46:37.861-07:00I wasn't very curious as a child, but my young...I wasn't very curious as a child, but my younger brother was. Now as a mom of 5 small people, I get the other side of that curiosity. A couple of mine have definitely been loudly curious at very inopportune times. LOLTaMara Sloanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10712928262166899676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-3485853654028647182014-05-26T21:23:21.082-07:002014-05-26T21:23:21.082-07:00Patricia-- I also said plenty of things that made ...Patricia-- I also said plenty of things that made my parents laugh. Sometimes I felt like an entertainer.<br /><br />Shelly -- People used to say and believe strange things.<br /><br />Story-- Well, keep in mind I was only five and that was the first black person I remember seeing. But true I didn't go to school with any black kids until I was in high school in Tennessee and even then there were only a handful. They were very segregated times. Now the neighborhood where I live in California is extremely integrated. In fact I as a caucasian living here am in the minority. It's a fine neighborhood other than having to deal with the community association.<br /><br />Lee<br /><br /><br />Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-90322723264254504922014-05-25T09:23:23.768-07:002014-05-25T09:23:23.768-07:00My grandfather used to tell me that if I touched a...My grandfather used to tell me that if I touched a black person, I would turn black. So one day I did. I waited all day and the next hoping that when I finally turned black, mom wouldn't punish me.shellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09596621767297173021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-30601026317773090212014-05-24T21:16:55.200-07:002014-05-24T21:16:55.200-07:00I suppose I said some things that embarrassed my p...I suppose I said some things that embarrassed my parents but mostly they laughed at my comments.Patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11067000448205048484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-30607738784781681612014-05-24T20:29:43.018-07:002014-05-24T20:29:43.018-07:00JoJo -- I think curiosity stimulates us to learn a...JoJo -- I think curiosity stimulates us to learn and that's something we should never stop doing. You have to watch what you say around kids because you never know how it will get reinterpreted.<br /><br />CW -- I can only imagine the innocent comment, but if we don't know any better anything makes sense when you're young and naive.<br /><br />Robin -- I think most people overlook most things kids say--if they even hear them.<br /><br />StMc-- Now I'm thinking of Austin Powers--"It's a man, baby!".<br /><br />DG -- A good parent has to include patience as one of their attributes.<br /><br />Lee<br />Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-35449587393687988422014-05-24T17:05:31.165-07:002014-05-24T17:05:31.165-07:00I learned who was smarter and more patient in the ...I learned who was smarter and more patient in the family, because they could answer my questions. How else is a kid to know?D.G. Hudsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213237734772028645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-25021812851647544192014-05-24T10:01:31.244-07:002014-05-24T10:01:31.244-07:00Uh... that picture you posted of a nun... uhm... t...Uh... that picture you posted of a nun... uhm... the hands?... the face?... Are you... SURE? Because... I'm nun too sure muhself. Her name might be... Bob.<br /><br />~ D-FensDogg<br />'Loyal American Underground'Stephen T. McCarthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00249125637725791567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-65080403566505784182014-05-24T07:09:54.577-07:002014-05-24T07:09:54.577-07:00If you ever want to see the world through another ...If you ever want to see the world through another lens... talk to a kid.<br /><br />I just asked my mother about a story that I remember being similar to yours and the black man on the bus. She doesn't remember it. What she DID remember was that when I was only a couple of years old I identified strangers by the color of their shirt. So, when talking about people on the bus or at the grocery story they became Red Man, Orange Woman, Green Girl, and one unfortunate time in line at the grocery store... Black Boy. You know, because he reall was black. Mom said that if he heard he didn't say anything. Her mind reeled so far and so fast that she couldn't figure out how to "make it okay." Since she doesn't recall an aftermath I think no one said anything. Just thought I was A BIG BRAT. And she was racist. Ha!<br /><br />Another one of her favorite stories from when I was about two years old (or so) was when I asked her about her lipstick. Wanted to know what it was. At the time I was involved in my very own fascination with stickers. So, she says, It's lipstick." From that point on I called it "lipsticker."Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-27943704947109959582014-05-24T06:42:17.726-07:002014-05-24T06:42:17.726-07:00!. I grew up around nuns, so that one was really ...!. I grew up around nuns, so that one was really funny.<br /><br />2. Your first comment about an African American wasn't near so bad as mine, though both were innocent.CWMartinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06798867734074134647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-34442541137909519592014-05-24T05:28:47.507-07:002014-05-24T05:28:47.507-07:00I'm sure I was curious as a kid because I sure...I'm sure I was curious as a kid because I sure am now. I don't know how I lived without the internet, google and wikipedia. I did make some comments to teachers that my parents found embarrassing only because I repeated things I overheard which were meant in jest. My dad used to like to take all the leftovers in the fridge and make one big meal of them that he called 'slops'. He said that was his fave thing to eat. When my 1st grade teacher asked what our parents' fave meal was I raised my hand and said, 'slops'. JoJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18165375435543044068noreply@blogger.com