What my dad taught me was how to hang onto him in the pool. That way, he'd be able to be at whatever depth, talking with the other parents or whatever, and tiny 4yo me'd just kinda be there, doing my own thing, but clung with at least one arm to my dad, and that's how I learned to keep above water. According to him, one day I "just swam away"
My dad did something very similar except it was his back, by his shoulders. He would zoom through the water with me or my younger siblings holding on and it was kind of like riding a dolphin lol. I remember being fearful of the deep end but I did pretty good in the shallow. My dad just encouraged me to ”just do the same thing as the shallow end!” which eventually I did. My dad was an awful abusive person but he did get something’s right.
This is a logical way to let a child figure it out. Keep the child in arms reach, and make sure they actually swim off rather than completely ignoring them
My grandpa taught me how to paddle and keep my head above water by holding my legs while I was paddling with my arms, then he showed me how to paddle with my legs, thanks to him, I could swim without floaties at 6 y.o He was like Uncle Iroh, loved tea, had a good sense of humor and was a surprisingly strong even after a stroke left him with titanium bones in his legs
12:14 “it can’t hurt you” they can! They absolutely can. Not peacocks but swans in Denmark, as kids most get told to not go near them bc they can break your arm if they want to! Birds can be incredibly aggressive
in Texas, but roosters. They may be slightly bigger than a house cat but they will mess you up if you don’t know how to handle them (usually a good punt will take care of an angry roo)
@@t84t748748t6 when I was like 9 my cousin kept telling me to hold their dog and when I did she freaked out and bit my thumb and it turned purple and was wary of dogs ever since.... Rip Lucky ❤️ I cried at her funeral she was a cute dog at least
We have pheasants here. There was one that once made a nest near our house when I was like 7, and I've always been a dwarf, this thing was my size. Parents had to guard me waiting for the school bus. If they weren't dangerous, I wouldn't have needed guarding. Even little birds can be lethal if they get the right spot I imagine.
Story 14: as soon as I heard the description of "stop mid sentence, then continue that sentence minutes later as if the time between didn't happen" I knew it was absence seizures. Before that I thought ADHD. Blaming children for how their brain works (or doesn't, sometimes) is just cruel. When you assign adult motives to children, you traumatize good kids into overperforming and burnout. It's also pretty easy (imo) to determine the difference between a good but different kid and a bad kid if you pay enough attention. Give a little grace and look for tells. Kids are stupid liars at first, adults train them to lie better with unfair punishments.
For real, and so many people think it's their fault when they can-t even control what's happening... I worked in a restaurant and we had a teenage server who was notoriously clumsy and constantly tripping, dropping things, etc. The whole staff would tease her for being clumsy (me included, to my shame), and some even thought she was faking it for attention because it seemed excessive. I don't remember what exactly tipped me off, but I think she said off-hand once that her vision briefly goes white which causes her to trip. I asked her a bit more later when we were alone and after some chatting told her I was pretty sure those were seizures, since the big grand mal ones aren't the only type (don't even remember where I learned that) and told her she should at least check with a doctor. A week later, I come into work to a giant hug from her. Apparently she took my advice and was diagnosed with absence epilepsy, and the doctors told her if it had gone undiagnosed much longer, she would've been at risk for permanent brain damage. It has been years and I am still riding that high
1:25 This may come as a shock to many people, but there are billions of human beings walking the planet who somehow learned to respect electricity without having to be allowed to electrocute themselves as a small child
I can still remember when my dad threw my 10-year-old brother into the deep end of the neighbors' pool. Keep in mind that bro was "weird" (read, on the spectrum) and obviously needed to man up and learn to swim. (sarcasm alert) Well, that wasn't the way to do it. Bro thrashed furiously until he got to the side. He was rage crying as he ran over to our dad and absolutely belted him in the face. So out of character for my brother. Dad didn't react for a moment and then seemed stunned. He never tried that again.
My father tried to get me to not be afraid of big spiders after one fell on my face (A consistent thing w/ animals in my childhood that led to a phobia before 3yrs old) . He pulled out his dead pet tarantula from when he was a teen that he cast in amber, forcing in my face and making sure I saw it. Was terrified of spiders all my life until I got a pet tarantula for myself and can now feed the smaller ones to my own big one :) She's very sweet
Pro tip against spiders: get whatever tf Zitterspinnen are in English, yeah, they are spiders, but they also hunt all other spiders their size or slightly bigger (idk if it works outside Europe though)
@@FetchMeTheirSouls1-j4j the name for those in English is Cellar Spider! Which is commonly lumped with the Huntsman Spider under the name “Daddy Long Legs”
@@FetchMeTheirSouls1-j4jhow to fight against fire: get your own fire, it'll take oxygen and make other fires eventually dissapear from the lack of oxygen.
mom taught me to first float in a bathtub. started when I was an infant.. maybe around 1 or so.. taught me to turn over and float.. .. that should be done. it isn't a guarantee but it increases the odds of survival if they accidentally fall into a pool. 5 year olds who can't swim? parents couldn't be arsed to teach them earlier.
Story 14: I was sitting here listening to the description of it, and at one point I just started saying "epilepsy. eeeeepilepsy. That's for sure the blankness kind." And all I've ever read about it was a children's book more than ten years ago in a doctors' office waiting room!
Yes, but if people don't know about absentee seizers, it would look like zoning out. I had a friend experience this as a teenager. The teachers were so rude. Her mom had to go talk to each teacher and explain that they should write assignments on the board, so my friend wouldn't miss them if having a seizer. Some teachers were such jerks about it... the thing is that it would help other kids who maybe struggled for other reasons. It's so unfair that if you zone out at that critical moment, you can't do homework even if you wanted to. Talk about setting kids back for a dumb reason. My friend doesn't have the seizers now and thinks they may have been from the crazy diet drops she was taking and starving herself to get thinner. She was only a little heavy for her age and that's what she did to get down to a "healthy weight". Misguided, and dangerous effects. She's learned a lot about nutrition since then and all feels better.
I only heard of it after researching my own then-undiagnosed nonepileptic seizures, which are stress induced due to other chronic illness. When this story was being told, I was immediately suspecting absence seizures and, well, here we are. I'm glad the OP got some answers down the line, just wish it had been sooner for them. Good on them for posting information on it for others to be educated on!
EXACTLY! I have a student who has these (they’re controlled now, so he hasn’t had one in my presence in a couple of years; I tutor him for dyslexia). As soon as the OP’s description of “zoning out” and “staring blankly into space” came, I knew what it was. When I saw one happen, I waited until if finished and asked if he’d had a zone out. Usually he knew it had happened, or sometimes just said, “I think so.” I’d back up a bit in our lesson and keep going.
My brother had these types of seizures as a kid. He out grew them until after my parents & I moved out of state, he was 24 or 25. Then he graduated from petite mal seizures to grand mal seizures. And is now medicated for them. But as others described it appeared that he was staring off into space and couldn't remember what was being said during and sometimes a bit before. My son has ADD & would space out in front of my mom so she thought he had them too. But no my son was just purposely ignoring her. Found that out in the exam room of the pediatrician's office. 🤭
that is how my dad learned to swim, but i would never EVER throw a child into the water without proper precautions (ie floaties, former swim lessons, lifeguard/extra hands on deck and ready to jump in to help). ive seen and heard too many horror stories. drowning is a silent but terrifying way to go. teach your little ones water safety and never leave small children unattended/unwatched near a body of water, even a bathtub.
Especially since in extreme cases that don't end in death the trauma could result later into aquaphobia which can be so extreme that can lead to people not showering for months or years since that afraid of water and it isn't worth it A famous case is the man who lived over 60 years without showering due to his extreme aquaphobia but I'm not so sure myself how he developed it
The podiatrist excitedly remarking about the flat feet is the kind of energy that's honestly kind of fun to see. I mean, I still fondly think of the day my gp started off a follow-up appointment with "I think you might be allergic to the sun" followed by explaining how I somehow hold the record for the lowest vitamin D levels he's ever seen in his entire career :)
The second story 14 started describing their periods of stopping and staring, i instantly knew that was an absence seizure. They can be impossible for the person to notice, be very uncomfortable, or make you insanely tired. Not fun.
My FIL had told my he suffered from epilepsy but not what kind. I went through with the kids what to do in the case they saw him have a 'typical' seizure and just kinda left it alone, I didn't want to pry. One day he was driving me to a doctors appointment when he started to lick his lips a bunch and his eyes looked kinda vacant when I looked closer. I tried to engage with him but only got a couple "uh-huh"s and an okay when I asked, hey, is everything alright? And he just kept driving (we were on the highway!) I WAS TERRIFIED. After a couple of tense moments he blinked real hard a couple times and went back to normal and then, later when I asked, admitted it was a seizure that he was able to fight back AND that he had BEEN HAVING THEM for a little while, usually feeling it while driving! He keeps acting like it's no big deal but I'm freaking the hell out and he keeps trying to drive my kids around, leaving me looking like the crazy bad guy when I won't let him take them anywhere
@IrelandFyre I know removal of the ability to travel is really debilitating, but he definitely cannot be driving while seizing. That is how pile-ups happen on highways.
I knew it as well, and I definitely agree that they are not fun and are impossible to notice. Although it's good to know that that could be one of the reasons I am tired all the time.
1:22:21 - I’m surprised that his mother didn’t take him seriously. My grandmother who was an LVN took everything seriously *because* she was a nurse. My mom did too, and she was abusive. The one thing she knew about me was that I wasn’t a faker so when I said I didn’t feel well… she knew it was serious. I feel bad for that poster. Edit to Add: I learned something listening to all these stories, a lot of people don’t need children. Like at all. I don’t care if they were great 99% of the time, if they chose to throw their child in the deep end of anything or were abusive in any way, why have children? They obviously didn’t care about them.
@ChuramiNakahara It's a bit different to the common misconception. BABIES instinctively hold their breath and float if submerged, but they stop having that ability at 6 months of age. Moral of the story is don't intentionally submerge children underwater and definitely don't throw them in
i wonder how they live. Like, after your kid drowns in a pool you tossed them in, wake up call or not, your kid being dead has to hurt at least a little harder since you put them up to it, right?
@@maltedmilkball2985 Youre functioning under the assumption these monsters actually have morality, they dont If they did, they wouldn't be trying to drown their child
I am very thankful to have had good parents in my childhood. (They are very much alive btw) Some reasonable hard parenting stuff balanced out by genuine care and giving me so much support.
It seems a lot of 'toss him in' parents are abusive. My own aren't great. I was very sick, they ignored me. I pass out at school. Double ear infection and scarlet fever. No one gets scarlet fever any more because of antibiotics
I work at Spirit Halloween. The amount of people who drag their screaming, crying, inconsolable, frightened children through the scary displays sicken me. They think it's funny or forcing them to like scary things. I think it's just cruel. Not to mention disruptive to my workday, but mostly I just feel awful for these kids whose parents think terrifying them to the point of a breakdown is funny.
1. I'm pretty sure my mom was given the sink or swim lesson. She learned to swim in her 50s. She was so terrified that she didnt put her whole head under the shower because it terrified her. 2. My hubs had a similar lesson, he didn't develop a fear of water but he made sure to go slow and easy when teaching our kids to swim.
When i was about 10 my stepfather rowed me out to the middle of the Illinois River and threw me out of the boat. He rowed back to shore and left me there. A nice guy saw what happened and pulled me out. I'm still afraid of water to this day.
My mom signed me and my sister up for swim lessons when we were both toddlers/ early kids. I refused to let go of the instructor’s neck, so she would have to leave me on the steps to help the other kids. My mom stopped paying for the lessons because it was clear I wasn’t going to learn. After that it was years of playing on the steps and only going out into the water if I could cling to my mom. Eventually I got frustrated with my own inability at about age 10 and started swimming with pool noodles, which my family all cheered me on for. When we moved we had a pool built because my family wanted one, but my mom’s only requirement was that I learn how to swim. She was afraid that I’d fall in while playing outside with friends or alone and I would drown. Fair request. A neighbor girl who was a year younger than me taught me a lot in her above ground pool and my older sister (who did learn from the lessons lol) helped me a lot, as well as my mom. At age 13 I was finally able to swim on my own and tread water, the works. I’ll never forget jumping into the deep end of our pool for the first time and feeling the thrill and pride from my parents and sister. I’m glad they didn’t push me, even if I was a late bloomer. Ironically, I love to swim now!
Now, I'm not a psychologist, but I think it may be satisfaction from seeing someone else go through the things they have... Which is still messed up, btw
Social situations were like this for me growing up. My dad and I are both autistic, him moreso than me, and his social skills can be boiled down to business-level communications with next to no emotion. So, when I was a teenager, I was completely on my own when handling social situations at school with other students. I'd go to him for help and he'd listen, shrug, and admit he didn't know what to do. I recognize that he never got help for his own issues, and whenever he could he'd try to help me, but I also had very few adult figures in my life who could help me navigate these situations and give me proper advice, and so I still have difficulties communicating. The 'best' lesson I got, from my therapist, was to 'mimic other students and behave like they do'. Aka masking. It's a really toxic way of getting autistic kids to 'act normal' without them fully understanding the social ramifications of their behavior. The child then feels like an outcast in almost any social situation because, while they might be 'fitting in', nobody would listen if they actually behave like themselves and communicate in the way that's most comfortable for them.
This reminds me of a story my friend shared during his step-dad's funeral I attended a few years ago. Back in the mid 90's, his stepfather was "a bonefide asshole" that would only communicate through yelling and insults (mother was almost never home due to work), and would never teach him anything and just berate him for not inherently knowing stuff (my friend was only 10 at the time). Well he ended up getting into computers and by the mid 2000's he was essentially the go-to for any and all computer-related things for both family and friends (including me). Well one day, guess who begrudgingly asks for help with a brand new PC? The asshole stepfather. So my friend just spews some rapid-fire technical jargon on how to set up a dial-up modem to the network card (and other bits) and goes back to watching TV. Obviously his stepfather understood none of that and kept asking for directions. Dude turned off the TV and started asking why he was having so much trouble even though he "clearly explained what to do" and how "you should just be able to figure it out". His stepfather angrily yelled "How am I supposed to understand any of that?!?" He looked at him and just said "Yes......how indeed!" Apparently they just stared at each other awkwardly for a minute until, as my friend said 'the slow realization visibly dawned on his face' and he asked "Is-is this because of how I taught you things?" He screamed "You never taught me anything!!! That's the point!!!" Apparently that was how HIS father had 'taught him' when he was a kid, and so he figured this was just normal. My friend and his step-father actually got along really well after that, and surprisingly they BOTH liked to retell this story (which was why he shared it during the eulogy I guess, even though normally you wouldn't want to talk about something like that). XD
I learned to swim at 3 years old, was taught by a group of teens, when I was put on a swim team. Was dropped in the deep end and when I tried to touch the edge, they would step on my fingers. Learned to swim in a few hours. My mom learned to swim when her sister pushed her in when they were kids. She sunk to the bottom. But decided she wouldn’t give her sister the satisfaction of this and she just…survived. And her mom, my grandmother, never learned to swim. She grew up in an orphanage and used to tell me stories of how when she got in trouble the nuns would dunk her head in water…
@@Globbronglobgr0d I ended up a good swimmer. Was on a swim team for about 10 years and I’m glad my mom at least survived. Funny enough, my grandmother had a pool built in our yard, she used to live with us. The one person you’d think would be terrified of water
#35 Their school advisors absolutely failed them and unfortunately I went through a similar experience in my first semester of college. I ended up taking classes that I wasn’t prepared for and I struggled to obtain financial aid and I failed a few of my classes which tanked my gpa. I fell into a deep depression being so isolated from my friends and family and I didn’t really make new friends either not to mention failing when I used to be an A/B student in high school. I dropped out after that first semester and I did much better once I moved back to my home city, transferred to a local college with advisors who were actually helpful, and meet some great people. Currently, I’m studying for my GRE for the Master’s program.
1:26:49 good outcome but grandpa had NO IDEA how strong the current would have been, luckily it wasn’t strong enough to kill the child but he didn’t know that. Op could very easily have died, this kind of lesson where the risk is death, is much better learned without experience. You can TELL a child that electricity can kill, you can TELL them that metal conducts electricity, you can TELL them not to mess with outlets. Electricity is seriously dangerous and if you just let someone mess with it and they get hurt you don’t have a chance to save them, that’s it.
Well I have a story. Came to a school to basically turn my studies to become a teacher into a dual studies, meaning part pratical part theoretical studies rather than purely theoretical. After a few months the meadmistress gave me a subject and six classes to teach as per my request. I was honestly surprised and very happy for this oportunity. The only problem was: there was no material, no lesson plan, no nothing. Basically I, as a university student with no prior experience, had to single handedly build an entire subject from scratch while studying full time. I was given a computer and the instruction to get it done. Nothing else. Well, I did get it done. It was insanely stressfull, I was given a bunch of other tasks inbetween for good measure, all of which far above my paygrade and ability at the time, but I managed. That year was hell, but I learned a lot and I am happy about that. Too bad I got layed off because apparently my classes were too loud sometimes. They are always loud, even with her teaching btw. While I appreachiate the opportunity I was given and cherish my experience with the students I am also very upset at the headmistress for the way I was treated. Not giving me any instructions only to fire me like that for such bs reasons was just stupid and unnecessary. Glad I could give the students a great time though.
Story #11: I'm pretty sure OP is talking about the Brookfield Zoo (I'm not sure it is, maybe lots of zoos have free roaming peacocks), which I went to a lot as a child. The reason I think that is because they have a ton of free roaming peacocks there, and I actually have a few peacock stories. I never thought of peacocks as that big feathery back, that most people think of. 99% of the time they just look like weird birds walking around with a weird feathery... thing. I also didn't realize peacocks weren't native to the US until I was far too old.
It's not just Brookfield. I've been to many zoos that have/had free-roaming peacocks, including both of the zoos I grew up going to (Denver and Cheyenne Mountain, both in Colorado).
TLDR: Drunk uncle swimming lessons. I had just that happen as well. I was probably between 8-10yrs . My uncle upon hearing me say I wanted to swim in that one day pointing down at the 9 foot part of the pool in front of me. In retrospect I probably should have known better. He said "Oh you want to learn to swim?" popped his beer and shoved me in the water as he said "keep your head up" . Then went inside the house. I saw him leave while looking up from the bottom of pool. Mind you he and I were the only ones outside in the back yard at the moment. I tried and failed to swim to the surface or reach ladder. I found out later the same thing that helped me not break any bones (even when tboned by a car on a bicycle/bike severely damaged) makes swimming difficult, mineral density. Not big bones heavy bones. As I stood there at the bottom holding my breath knowing I would run out of air soon. Then it occurred to me my lack of buoyancy meant simply walking over to the shallow end was an option, so I did just that. I was lucky(?) having almost drowned a few times prior so I knew the drill when it came to conserving oxygen and energy.
This entire episode is just one big example of how parenting is the basis of all our good and bad traits and specifically our traumas. All these parents were so blissfully unaware of how bad they were at parenting.
@@WilhemErnstKranz people need therapy and help. The truth is if you're not taught or shown anything better you won't be better. Parents have so much to worry about and are expected to just know what to do. In reality most if not all parents are just learning on the fly.
@@JellyNyt every thing in this video was fairly justified, but unless you were about to die or something, throwing your kid in a pool is not that big of a deal if they're young, I personally would not suggest doing that in salt water, or if the kid is too young or is too old I would say 5-8 is a good age to FORCE YOUR KIDS TO LEARN HOW TO SWIM it's a very useful lifeskill and we should not baby people, because in real life unless your having fun, most cases where you NEED to know how to swim you will be thrown in in some sort of way e.i plane, ship, rip current etc
@@WilhemErnstKranz no you don't have to force them and just because people learn to swim while being forced doesn't mean it's good. As a father of 5 and a student of psychology I've learned that parents that force kids under the mindset that it's for their own good often damage their kids perception and trust. Life isn't a hard fight for survival anymore in the west so hard lessons aren't needed. You can simply get into the pool with your kid and teach them how to swim. It's not hard and many kids thrown into pools or have almost drowned can develop fear of water further impairing their ability to swim. It's just stupid to throw a child into a pool when you can just teach them.
@@JellyNyt you MUST be able to swim whether it takes classes or being thrown into a a pool, you need to swim, I couldnt care less about your psychology degree, these are life skills, think about all the kids that have drowned because they don't know how to swim,
Story 21: those parents taught their kids to never trust your parents Edit: listening to more stories, I think this whole video could be summed up as “Parents teaching their kids that they can’t rely on their parents”
Story 7: If my mom did that to me or my sister, she would've been whipped upside the head by my grandmother and told to never do that "stupid shit" again or she'd fight for custody of us. My grandmother isn't perfect but she is the type when it came to kids if you f-ed around with them, you find out through her.
My story kinda doesnt fit but when i was 11 or 12 me and a cousin were swimming in a beach in Brazil. I was distracted and felt something large tpuching me. When i turned ro see what it was i almost died of fear. It was a corpse. I started screaming, my cousin swam away and the next thing i remember is a bunch of adults carrying me out of the water while a lot of curious people started gathering to look at the body. The corpses face was something of horror movies. It was very traumatic. We later found out a couple of guys were drunk and diving from a tall pier and they fell head first on some rocks. The sea brought their bodies back after a couple of days
Not my parents but my first horse riding instructor. The first lesson I ever had was her plopping me down on a horse and telling me to giddy up, without even telling me how to turn the horse. Then she realized that I couldn’t moved and told me how. She would keep this up when telling me to do something that she hadn’t taught me or that I didn’t understand and then yell at me because I wasn’t doing what she asked. When I told her I’d didn’t know what the hell she wanted me to do she would then say “yes you do.” And continue berating me.
8 Minutes in and that is too much. WTFF?! Some of the Cases are so bad, i believe those Parents- Adults shoul be in Prison for a long time, after getting an Order never to be around kids again or their kids.
When I was in the 7th grade I purposefully was in a PE class and not an athletics due to my bad asthma and athletics students being required to run a mile (no bueno for my asthma). I actually had to quit soccer in the 6th grade because the running distance got to be too much for my lungs to handle. In my PE class we didn’t run the mile, but were instead allowed to walk it (much easier). I did fine pretty much the entire first semester until we were on the cusp of winter, a time where my asthma acts up a lot due to weather. Our track was outside and I was walking until I eventually realized I was having trouble breathing. I needed my inhaler, which was in the nurse’s office. I told my instructor but she very rudely told me I was fine and to keep going. I asked if I could please at least sit out and she declined. So I walked the rest of the mile and was a wheezing mess by the time we got back into the school building. My next period teacher immediately sent me to the nurse the moment I walked into her room and she saw my condition. She didn’t even ask what had happened, she just grabbed my bag and books from me and told me she’d mark me as present. I walked there and finally… FINALLY got to use my inhaler. I was a wheezing mess and I barely had the air to speak to the nurse. She kept me in her office for a bit while my body adjusted to the medicine and she gave me lots of water and monitored me for awhile before sending me back to class. After school I told my mom what had happened and… she and my dad raised literal hell. They demanded a parent teacher conference just so they could yell at this lady to her FACE. My instructor was apparently “very apologetic” and “thought my asthma wasn’t THAT bad”. My parents were pissed that she didn’t believe me because I was only like… 12-13? I’m pretty sure the principal put her on a warning strike for her job after that and said she was lucky I ended up not needing to go to the hospital after he consulted with our nurse and that if I had it would’ve been a complete termination of her employment. The next year she didn’t work for the school, but I genuinely don’t know if she was fired or if she left of her own accord.
Autism is still in a large learning gap and it’s not only not talked about but it’s also not improving. For example My parents have always been doing what they have been taught make them do it don’t find a method to encourage them to do something just keep saying negative things to encourage them or the classic if you don’t do this I’ll take this away (my parents were born in the 70’s and 80’s so you can imagine the parenting style was back then). And then there’s medicine granted nobody likes taking medicine but we really need to find a way to motivate people we don’t feel no mental reward for taking something that is keeping us healthy if we find it taking medicine would be rewarding and hospitals would feel less depressing. 🤔
the number of people who ignore kids.. is horrifying. proves my point over and over and over again that people don't care what they inflict on children.
17:43 I've actually only heard of it recently for the first time watching House M.D., part of me wanted to call it out because i recognized that singular symptom, but i also am not a doctor and im sure there could've been tons of answers if that wasn't it
The idea of just throwing a kid in the water, and hoping they swim instead of die, disturbs me. Presumably the adult would be ready to jump in, and save the kid from drowning, if he or she didn't come up for air, but they'd still likely be choking on water in the meantime. You're risking murdering a child in an effort to force them to learn how to swim.
My dad did this a lot, literally and figuratively. He like to just leave me places while he went off to do whatever, and I'd just have to fend for myself alone. This was back when I was a very young girl, like ages 5-9 young before I finally gained enough brains to learn to stop going with him. Then he just left me at home lol but at least I was home. Also he did this literally because before I could swim, he'd make me get on his back and then he'd go swimming with me. Sounds nice right? Well, not when he decided to dive under the water for long periods of time, and he liked to go through seaweed as well. I remember hating the seaweed sensation and also wanting air so bad, I would want to let go so badly but I knew I couldn't swim. Even to this day as an adult I can't stand the sensation of seaweed on me when I go swimming.
Not that I don't understand the question, but I literally was thrown into the deep end of the swimming pool! Not sure how that worked, but I was able to get to the edge of the deep end of the pool and just made my way to the shallow end to walk out on my own. My Dad was laughing & I never trusted him again, ever. Now that I'm an adult I realize how truly fucked up this is.😢
My dad did this to his and my mum's dog, my older fur sister, Susie, Red cattle dog/Red Heeler (Like Bingo from Bluey if you don't know) into a creek when she was a pup. No warning just "'Mum's name' I'm taking the dog for a swim." Mum turns around and before she can say don't, he's thrown a 7 week old runt of the litter pup into the middle of the creek. She swam panicking back. Feared water ever since. It couldn't go past her paws or she'd start crying. She never trusted him again around large bodies of water. He never taught me to swim but in Grade 3, when I was 9, he pushed me and my 11 year old cousin, G, into the public pool on my birthday and said "Swim!" my friends had to pull us out. He should be lucky it was the shallow end, we tucked (Context: G is now 6'3ish and I'm 5'8) and we could all swim. We were fine. We splashed him later. His girlfriend, G's mum (my aunt and my mum's little sister), my mum, our aunt (our mums' big sister), G's dad and one of my friend's mum, chewed him out for it.
when i was little my grandma (mothers foster mother) kept trying to make me go under water everytime i swam in her pool because i didn't know how to swim so she would push me underwater and no one did anything
When I was a kid my dad tried to teach me how to bicycle, on a bike way too small for me. I was obviously struggling a lot and he didn’t listen when I told him the bike was too small for me. It wasn’t until years later when I was at my friends house and we went out bicycling and she let me borrow a normal sized bike that I realized how easy it’s supposed to feel. I’ve always hated bicycling and I can’t remember the last time I sat on a bicycle
For me it was when my dad tried to teach me how to drive a manual car, or stick shift. I got in the driver's seat and he told me to drive. I asked him for instructions, he told me I'd figure it out as we went. I did not figure it out ... and routinely stalled the car. On the bright side it made for a funny video. You could hear the car screeching every time I accidentally slammed on breaks or stalled the whole way around the block. Didn't learn how to drive a manual for another year when I finally got an instructor 🤣 haven't driven one since my driver's test four years ago.
This is almost exactly what happened to my husband when he was young but his dad just left him there with the manual car and told him to drive it home.
As a lifeguard, that second story tells us exactly who shouldn't be a parent. It horrifies us every time this happens, and a no splash drowning doesn't happen nearly as often, but it's so much worse because you're more likely to overlook it by accident.
My wife has these. It's literally just zoning out, like their brain just buffers like a TH-cam video. It's disturbing at first if you know what's going on.
my sister had this (she grew out of it) it took her a while to get diagnosed and she used to get in trouble at dance because they thought she was being rude. They dont respond to any stimuli while having the seisure you could clap in their face or shout and they wont react at all.
@@heroman2372 My little brother has these, and it was the first I heard of them. We have him on video on his third-ish birthday having one in the middle of the birthday song. Didn't come back for like five minutes even when we were all telling him to blow the candles out. Sometimes he has them when he's walking and just... walks away from us. I'm super paranoid about it happening when he's in the road or something.
My friends doing sink or swim at times was the best thing they could have done for me. I had some learned dependace because I was a special needs kid and that's just what they teach special needs kids to have. Mainstream schools aren't focused on you developing independence, in fact they'll promote dependance even if you feel ready to be independent with it if they think you continuing to get adult help would boost your grades. I was really trying to be independent, but I still learned dependance and to ask for help rather than try to figure it out for myself first. My mates were having none of that and I'm so grateful they made me figure stuff out rather than giving me the help I'd asked for. Sometimes telling someone to sink or swim if they is asking for help on something you think they should be able to do it is the best thing you can do for that person. It can really boost their self-esteem and make that person realise they can do more stuff independently than they thought.
My mom had epilepsy. It was when she was 32 and had her first grand Mal seizure that she was finally diagnosed. She would have small seizures like that OP and just look like she spaced out.
17:24 I space out all the time and then i come back and I have no idea what I was thinking prior or during my spacing out, I thought it was because I have ADHD but now I’m worried…
I have absent seizures too, along with grand mal (typical type of seizures) I was abused by my father and by teachers for the same reason the poster talked about and not one of those awful people ever apologized to me after finding out. It’s terrifying to come back to reality to have an adult screaming at you or only snapping out of it because someone is hitting you. Nobody deserves that and it messes you up forever.
My swim instructor pushed me off the lifeguard chair thing that our class was jumping off of into the pool. I had a fear of heights and froze. The rest of my classmates were in line on the ladder going up so my instructor got annoyed with me begging to go down since everyone else would also have to go down to let me pass, so she shoved me off. I nearly drowned. I never tried to learn to swim again because I was so scared of water after that.
Parent's had the kid jump from a bridge over a lake in Marataizes, Brazil, the father jumped too to make sure kid would be safe. Kid started to drown, they were too far from the shallow area for the father to drag the kid out in the time. Dead.
I don’t remember how old I was at the time, but I do know I was pretty young. My dad, his girlfriend, me and a bunch of other ppl were at south umqua falls. There’s a part of the waterfall, that is super smooth and you can use it as a water slide. I really didn’t wanna go down it. There’s also a lil “pool” above it from a giant hole in the rocks. I was sitting in the pool and my dad kept going down it. Eventually my dad and his girlfriend had convinced me to at least go sit on my dad’s lap. And the second I sat down and looked over the falls he pushed us off and I screamed the most ear piercing scream ever the entire way down and until my head came above water again 😅😅😅 I ain’t been back there since, but that’s mostly because it’s a pretty far drive from where I live now and it’s always way to populated
I had the opposite situation My grandpa taught me how to swim when i was 6 y.o, he held my legs while i learned how to paddle with my arms and hold my head above water, then he taught me how to paddle with my legs in the same manner It took like a week to swim without any support and since then i absolutely love swimming
My mother used to be so, so stubborn about the FASFA, expected me to just magically know her information. Well I'm 25 now and don't need to put hers down!
I did actually learn how to swim quite well, though honestly it was through a lot of swim lessons, I don't remember my parents actually teaching me anything at all. But I loved the water as a kid, and that suited my Mom just fine, because she could drop me off at some local pool and then go off and do whatever she wanted (I think a lot of the lessons and camps I was sent to for various things as a kid were just different forms of babysitting for her. Dad was a workaholic and was never around of course). however, this lead to another issue; I was very fair skinned and fair haired, which meant I could get a sunburn from a 40 Watt bulb. Being out in the pool meant I needed regular applications of sunscreen. We were on vacation in Florida. I was 6 or 7 I think. Mom dropped me off at the hotel pool, left me a towel and a bottle of sunscreen and said "After half an hour, got ask the lifeguard to put this on your back". I had pretty severe anxiety around strangers, and I also hated the feel of sunscreen, so there was 0% chance I was going to do that, so I spent the entire day in the pool with no sunscreen. The burns on my back were horrendous, enough that I was vomiting and physically ill, and could do little more than lie face down on the hotel bed with wet towels across my back for a couple of days. The peeling was horrifying and lasted long after we got back home. I remember Mom saying "Well, now you'll remember the sunscreen, won't you?" I just started swimming with a shirt on.
The absence seizure story: at first, I thought ADHD... until OP said that they would continue their sentence after a minute of silent staring. Immediately, "You were having seizures!"
The way to learn to take pills is to learn to take small pills first. You can slowly get bigger, but you can't start out with a horse pill and a sore throat.
Somewhat unrelated, but I once knew this kid from a daycare. We went to a pool as a field trip thing, I couldn't swim yet so I stayed to the sidelines, but this girl who was always so lively and a good swimmer jumped off this little diving board wrong or something and smashed her face into the side of the pool. I really didn't hear anything when it happened, I just saw the counselor rush into the pool to help her out and soon an ambulance carried her away on a stretcher as she screamed and held her face. From what I can remember, she never came back to the daycare, but I heard her nose was broken pretty bad. That counselor was a bad ass hero and an all around cool guy, I loved him, so I hope he didn't get in trouble. He was one of the rare few adults who actually bothered talking to me, the shy kid, and tried to include me in things. Then my dad, who was on a swim team and other athletic sports, he once got caught up in a rip current and he almost didn't make it out alive. It was a well known spot for drownings because of that current. But my point is, even great swimmers can experience great disasters. Just because water doesn't hurt you like fire, it can be just as deadly, or worse if you take the dangers lightly. Which is why all of this "throw them in the deep end" is just some abusive idiot's stupid manipulative excuse for their own actions so they don't get blamed for treating other people like shit.
Didn't know how to tie my shoes "properly" And I still get yelled at for "taking so long" I use a method that my grandma taught me because my parents simply refused to. The way I also tie my shoes doesn't make them swollen unlike the method my dad used to tie my shoes.
There are many instances I’ve experienced in which my father had this mentality. It’s very selective. When I was maybe 19 we got a kitten. I begged for a cat and everyone (little brother, mom) loved it. She was still a baby. Our fire place was on. She didn’t know what fire was so she approached it. I instinctively slowly followed with the intent to scoop her up. My dad basically said “no! No one grab her. Let her learn.” Everyone watched as she went from sniffing and observing the fire to entering the fire place maybe an inch away from the flame. I knew he’d be mad but I couldn’t take it and quickly grabbed my cat.
The one with the child had epilepsy, I thought it could be some kind of seizure, reminds me of a very scary incident that happened with a friend of mine. For some reason, she has seizure issues as well, how, why, I could not tell you. This is probably why my mother freaked out when I said I was going to start walking swimming pool and she was going to follow me around. I thought the lounge chairs made a perfect circle, and in a previous comment, I explained that as a young child, I was highly precocious. I thought I can do it, I went ahead and did it. That’s also how I ran my forehead in the bottom part of my television set, my parents television set more rather, when I was about four or five. We had beanbag chairs, my brother was able to run and jump onto his beanbag chair from the door of our TV room. Therefore, I thought I could do it. I could not, and that is one of the many reasons my mother was nearly accused of abusing me by a pediatrician who had not read my chart. Roughly half blind and a blood thinner due to a syndrome we did not know I had until I was 21. The symptoms will make so many other conditions that unless you know the symptoms go together is nearly impossible to detect
Bro when I was 4 I was at a day camp during the summer, and I was forced to do swimming. Most of the kids knew how to dog paddle and do the basics but I couldn’t even put my head under the water for fear of drowning. Eventually the instructor got fed up and took me to the deep end. The instructor asked me something along the lines of “what is your favorite color?” To which I responded “blue” and before I knew what was happening, my instructor dunked me head first into the water while holding my legs and spelling blue out. To say the least, it was traumatizing and I was humiliated in front of my peers. The instructor also came across salty and decided to throw in a “ see? It’s not that hard.” If I could go back in time, I would slap the shit out of her. I could not go near water for 2-3 years after. I only told my parents what happened when I was 13. I’m 14.5 now.
I have a little story of my own Back when I was like 5 or 6, I was playing on a jumping castles while my dad was watching. one castle was a closed one without a roof, and next to it was a jumping castle with a tower in the middle that you could climb on top of and jump off. this one didn't have walls. These castles where positioned in such a way that there was a slight gap in between them were the gutter was (concrete). As I jumped of the tower, I bounced weirdly and flew right into that gap, landing on my left upper arm in the gutter (ironically, everywhere else would have been better as it was either dirt or grass). My dad, who was from Kenya, Afrika, Did not think it was all that serious. He brought me back on his back, but every step I whimpered as it obviously hurt. He just told me to stop being so soft and continued home. This all happened in the weekend on summer vacation. when my mom came to pick me up on Monday, she took one look at me and drove straight to the hospital. Surprise surprise, I had broken my upper left arm clean in half. Even though I didn't fall that hard, due to an existing cyst(?), basically a big'ol hole in my bone, it broke quite easily. Whenever it was brought up again, he always apologised profusely, as he always does and I laughed about it. Great dad who taught me well. Sad to have seen him go at the tender age of 40. Stay of alcohol kids PS: He wasn't an alcoholic. He just had a lot of problems he couldn't properly deal with, and guess what his escape was. Suppose his last episode he drank just to much and his liver could not keep up.
Had a lot of ‘just deal with it’ from my family growing up. I was in agony all the time - I thought pain was normal but I pushed on and was pretty active. Well my brother started getting pains too in his joints and off to the hospital he goes for checks, diagnosis and understanding from my family. Not me though. Flash forward to my late twenties and I’ve now being diagnosed with EDs and fibro got me too. There’s been a lot of instances of just deal with it, life’s tough, it could be worse, there’s people in worse situations than you for near enough everything. As a caregiver you raise children in comfort and support so they can tackle life’s tough situations because that poor kid will turn on themselves and probably hate themselves and have no self esteem or a myriad of other issues that come from it, as well as physical health conditions. People are cruel and forget children are brand new to the world. Never have I ever thought to dismiss anyone - I now work in child care and have been working on child development to become a developmental psychologist. Even then I think I wouldn’t have a leg to stand on against some peoples arguments about the treatment of children.
I actually am an epileptic! I suffer from a different type known as a grand mal tonic-clonic nocturnal seizure, and they are terrifying. You lose all awareness, consciousness, and typically surrounded by paramedics asking if you know your name, where you are, what day it is, and if you recognize your own family or roommates, and the answercis typically no. I wouldn't wish epilepsy of any kind on my worst enemy.
When I was a little kid, my mom sent me to swimming lessons at an indoor pool. The instructor would force our heads underwater and hold us under for several seconds to teach us to hold our breath. My mom pulled me out of that class as soon as she found out, and allowed me to learn at my own pace in the backyard lap pool from then on. I did eventually feel comfortable enough to try going under on my own, and now enjoy doing it, but it took a lot longer than it probably otherwise would have had it not been for that swim instructor. It may have also contributed to the anxiety disorder I now have.
The story with the absent seizures i was listening to thinking it sounds like seizures hoping he found out. Glad you got the meds you needed. I hope everyone of those jerks felt bad and adjusted themselves after you diagnosis.
What my dad taught me was how to hang onto him in the pool. That way, he'd be able to be at whatever depth, talking with the other parents or whatever, and tiny 4yo me'd just kinda be there, doing my own thing, but clung with at least one arm to my dad, and that's how I learned to keep above water. According to him, one day I "just swam away"
My dad did something very similar except it was his back, by his shoulders. He would zoom through the water with me or my younger siblings holding on and it was kind of like riding a dolphin lol. I remember being fearful of the deep end but I did pretty good in the shallow. My dad just encouraged me to ”just do the same thing as the shallow end!” which eventually I did. My dad was an awful abusive person but he did get something’s right.
haha same lol
@@carktheshark A broken clock is right twice a day at least
This is a logical way to let a child figure it out. Keep the child in arms reach, and make sure they actually swim off rather than completely ignoring them
My grandpa taught me how to paddle and keep my head above water by holding my legs while I was paddling with my arms, then he showed me how to paddle with my legs, thanks to him, I could swim without floaties at 6 y.o
He was like Uncle Iroh, loved tea, had a good sense of humor and was a surprisingly strong even after a stroke left him with titanium bones in his legs
12:14 “it can’t hurt you” they can! They absolutely can. Not peacocks but swans in Denmark, as kids most get told to not go near them bc they can break your arm if they want to! Birds can be incredibly aggressive
birds are literally modern day dinosaurs ☠️ i aint messin with them
in Texas, but roosters. They may be slightly bigger than a house cat but they will mess you up if you don’t know how to handle them (usually a good punt will take care of an angry roo)
my uncle had a dog i was afraid of because i knew that basterd of a dog hated me and every 1 was just play whit it hey wil love it ofcourse i got bit
@@t84t748748t6 when I was like 9 my cousin kept telling me to hold their dog and when I did she freaked out and bit my thumb and it turned purple and was wary of dogs ever since.... Rip Lucky ❤️ I cried at her funeral she was a cute dog at least
We have pheasants here. There was one that once made a nest near our house when I was like 7, and I've always been a dwarf, this thing was my size. Parents had to guard me waiting for the school bus.
If they weren't dangerous, I wouldn't have needed guarding. Even little birds can be lethal if they get the right spot I imagine.
Story 14: as soon as I heard the description of "stop mid sentence, then continue that sentence minutes later as if the time between didn't happen" I knew it was absence seizures. Before that I thought ADHD. Blaming children for how their brain works (or doesn't, sometimes) is just cruel. When you assign adult motives to children, you traumatize good kids into overperforming and burnout. It's also pretty easy (imo) to determine the difference between a good but different kid and a bad kid if you pay enough attention. Give a little grace and look for tells. Kids are stupid liars at first, adults train them to lie better with unfair punishments.
My brother has those.
For real, and so many people think it's their fault when they can-t even control what's happening...
I worked in a restaurant and we had a teenage server who was notoriously clumsy and constantly tripping, dropping things, etc. The whole staff would tease her for being clumsy (me included, to my shame), and some even thought she was faking it for attention because it seemed excessive.
I don't remember what exactly tipped me off, but I think she said off-hand once that her vision briefly goes white which causes her to trip. I asked her a bit more later when we were alone and after some chatting told her I was pretty sure those were seizures, since the big grand mal ones aren't the only type (don't even remember where I learned that) and told her she should at least check with a doctor.
A week later, I come into work to a giant hug from her. Apparently she took my advice and was diagnosed with absence epilepsy, and the doctors told her if it had gone undiagnosed much longer, she would've been at risk for permanent brain damage.
It has been years and I am still riding that high
1:25 This may come as a shock to many people, but there are billions of human beings walking the planet who somehow learned to respect electricity without having to be allowed to electrocute themselves as a small child
pun intended?
I can still remember when my dad threw my 10-year-old brother into the deep end of the neighbors' pool. Keep in mind that bro was "weird" (read, on the spectrum) and obviously needed to man up and learn to swim. (sarcasm alert)
Well, that wasn't the way to do it. Bro thrashed furiously until he got to the side. He was rage crying as he ran over to our dad and absolutely belted him in the face. So out of character for my brother.
Dad didn't react for a moment and then seemed stunned. He never tried that again.
Bro my instructor dunked me head first into the pool 4 times in a row at a speed that made me almost suffocate when I was 4. I shoulda pressed charges
My father tried to get me to not be afraid of big spiders after one fell on my face (A consistent thing w/ animals in my childhood that led to a phobia before 3yrs old) .
He pulled out his dead pet tarantula from when he was a teen that he cast in amber, forcing in my face and making sure I saw it.
Was terrified of spiders all my life until I got a pet tarantula for myself and can now feed the smaller ones to my own big one :) She's very sweet
Pro tip against spiders: get whatever tf Zitterspinnen are in English, yeah, they are spiders, but they also hunt all other spiders their size or slightly bigger (idk if it works outside Europe though)
@@FetchMeTheirSouls1-j4j the name for those in English is Cellar Spider! Which is commonly lumped with the Huntsman Spider under the name “Daddy Long Legs”
@@FetchMeTheirSouls1-j4jhow to fight against fire:
get your own fire, it'll take oxygen and make other fires eventually dissapear from the lack of oxygen.
@@mishagaming1075 How to fight against Fascism: make your own fascism, that way it'll reap support from the other fascism
If swimming was instinctual there wouldn't be as many drownings.
mom taught me to first float in a bathtub. started when I was an infant.. maybe around 1 or so.. taught me to turn over and float.. .. that should be done. it isn't a guarantee but it increases the odds of survival if they accidentally fall into a pool. 5 year olds who can't swim? parents couldn't be arsed to teach them earlier.
During infant age, it is. It's a quickly degrading skill though.
nobody would drown at all if it was a thing
@@MrFudge-nu5yd well accidents like being knocked out and falling in the water could still happen, or being tangled in something ect.
@@kurotsuki7427 true
Story 14: I was sitting here listening to the description of it, and at one point I just started saying "epilepsy. eeeeepilepsy. That's for sure the blankness kind." And all I've ever read about it was a children's book more than ten years ago in a doctors' office waiting room!
Yes, but if people don't know about absentee seizers, it would look like zoning out. I had a friend experience this as a teenager. The teachers were so rude. Her mom had to go talk to each teacher and explain that they should write assignments on the board, so my friend wouldn't miss them if having a seizer. Some teachers were such jerks about it... the thing is that it would help other kids who maybe struggled for other reasons. It's so unfair that if you zone out at that critical moment, you can't do homework even if you wanted to. Talk about setting kids back for a dumb reason.
My friend doesn't have the seizers now and thinks they may have been from the crazy diet drops she was taking and starving herself to get thinner. She was only a little heavy for her age and that's what she did to get down to a "healthy weight". Misguided, and dangerous effects. She's learned a lot about nutrition since then and all feels better.
I only heard of it after researching my own then-undiagnosed nonepileptic seizures, which are stress induced due to other chronic illness. When this story was being told, I was immediately suspecting absence seizures and, well, here we are. I'm glad the OP got some answers down the line, just wish it had been sooner for them. Good on them for posting information on it for others to be educated on!
EXACTLY! I have a student who has these (they’re controlled now, so he hasn’t had one in my presence in a couple of years; I tutor him for dyslexia). As soon as the OP’s description of “zoning out” and “staring blankly into space” came, I knew what it was. When I saw one happen, I waited until if finished and asked if he’d had a zone out. Usually he knew it had happened, or sometimes just said, “I think so.” I’d back up a bit in our lesson and keep going.
I learned about them from an episode of House, M.D.
My brother had these types of seizures as a kid. He out grew them until after my parents & I moved out of state, he was 24 or 25. Then he graduated from petite mal seizures to grand mal seizures. And is now medicated for them. But as others described it appeared that he was staring off into space and couldn't remember what was being said during and sometimes a bit before. My son has ADD & would space out in front of my mom so she thought he had them too. But no my son was just purposely ignoring her. Found that out in the exam room of the pediatrician's office. 🤭
that is how my dad learned to swim, but i would never EVER throw a child into the water without proper precautions (ie floaties, former swim lessons, lifeguard/extra hands on deck and ready to jump in to help). ive seen and heard too many horror stories. drowning is a silent but terrifying way to go. teach your little ones water safety and never leave small children unattended/unwatched near a body of water, even a bathtub.
Especially since in extreme cases that don't end in death the trauma could result later into aquaphobia which can be so extreme that can lead to people not showering for months or years since that afraid of water and it isn't worth it
A famous case is the man who lived over 60 years without showering due to his extreme aquaphobia but I'm not so sure myself how he developed it
The podiatrist excitedly remarking about the flat feet is the kind of energy that's honestly kind of fun to see. I mean, I still fondly think of the day my gp started off a follow-up appointment with "I think you might be allergic to the sun" followed by explaining how I somehow hold the record for the lowest vitamin D levels he's ever seen in his entire career :)
BAHAHAHA i’m medically complex and it’s always so entertaining when medical professionals are like wtf
Are you sure it's not "pernicious anemia"?
The second story 14 started describing their periods of stopping and staring, i instantly knew that was an absence seizure. They can be impossible for the person to notice, be very uncomfortable, or make you insanely tired. Not fun.
My FIL had told my he suffered from epilepsy but not what kind. I went through with the kids what to do in the case they saw him have a 'typical' seizure and just kinda left it alone, I didn't want to pry. One day he was driving me to a doctors appointment when he started to lick his lips a bunch and his eyes looked kinda vacant when I looked closer. I tried to engage with him but only got a couple "uh-huh"s and an okay when I asked, hey, is everything alright? And he just kept driving (we were on the highway!) I WAS TERRIFIED. After a couple of tense moments he blinked real hard a couple times and went back to normal and then, later when I asked, admitted it was a seizure that he was able to fight back AND that he had BEEN HAVING THEM for a little while, usually feeling it while driving! He keeps acting like it's no big deal but I'm freaking the hell out and he keeps trying to drive my kids around, leaving me looking like the crazy bad guy when I won't let him take them anywhere
@IrelandFyre I know removal of the ability to travel is really debilitating, but he definitely cannot be driving while seizing. That is how pile-ups happen on highways.
yeah, the drowsiness they leave behind is unpleasant
I knew it as well, and I definitely agree that they are not fun and are impossible to notice. Although it's good to know that that could be one of the reasons I am tired all the time.
@IrelandFyre this is the reason that you are not supposed to be able to drive until you are 6 months(depending on where you live) seizure free.
This video, I swear. "This one's not as bad as others" (proceeds to tell a detailed story about medical neglect)
I'm less than halfway through and I need to stop. My poor blood pressure.
1:22:21 - I’m surprised that his mother didn’t take him seriously. My grandmother who was an LVN took everything seriously *because* she was a nurse. My mom did too, and she was abusive. The one thing she knew about me was that I wasn’t a faker so when I said I didn’t feel well… she knew it was serious. I feel bad for that poster.
Edit to Add: I learned something listening to all these stories, a lot of people don’t need children. Like at all. I don’t care if they were great 99% of the time, if they chose to throw their child in the deep end of anything or were abusive in any way, why have children? They obviously didn’t care about them.
I wonder how many parents intentionally drown their children in pools and claim it's an accident. I bet it's a _lot_ higher than people think...
Yup even if they were trying to teach kids to swim its still odd cause why? is that even how it works? idk i was never tossed into a pool as a kid
@ChuramiNakahara
It's a bit different to the common misconception. BABIES instinctively hold their breath and float if submerged, but they stop having that ability at 6 months of age.
Moral of the story is don't intentionally submerge children underwater and definitely don't throw them in
i wonder how they live. Like, after your kid drowns in a pool you tossed them in, wake up call or not, your kid being dead has to hurt at least a little harder since you put them up to it, right?
@@maltedmilkball2985
Youre functioning under the assumption these monsters actually have morality, they dont
If they did, they wouldn't be trying to drown their child
I sat at the edge and got kicked in. 20+ years and still can't swim
I am very thankful to have had good parents in my childhood. (They are very much alive btw) Some reasonable hard parenting stuff balanced out by genuine care and giving me so much support.
It seems a lot of 'toss him in' parents are abusive. My own aren't great. I was very sick, they ignored me. I pass out at school. Double ear infection and scarlet fever. No one gets scarlet fever any more because of antibiotics
Scarlet fever is terrifying, yikes. It's screws with just about every major body system. I'm glad you pulled through.
Damn. My mom held my hand growing up, and I still really appreciate her doing that :)
I work at Spirit Halloween. The amount of people who drag their screaming, crying, inconsolable, frightened children through the scary displays sicken me. They think it's funny or forcing them to like scary things. I think it's just cruel. Not to mention disruptive to my workday, but mostly I just feel awful for these kids whose parents think terrifying them to the point of a breakdown is funny.
1. I'm pretty sure my mom was given the sink or swim lesson. She learned to swim in her 50s. She was so terrified that she didnt put her whole head under the shower because it terrified her.
2. My hubs had a similar lesson, he didn't develop a fear of water but he made sure to go slow and easy when teaching our kids to swim.
When i was about 10 my stepfather rowed me out to the middle of the Illinois River and threw me out of the boat. He rowed back to shore and left me there. A nice guy saw what happened and pulled me out. I'm still afraid of water to this day.
I'm guess your dad got arrested and I bet your mom, if she was still in the picture, was not very happy with your dad after that stunt.
@HylianWolfMage55 stepfather, not dad. My mother told the police that the guy who rescued me had lied. She protected the B word.
Damn, I'm so sorry.
Jeez bro that's... How the hell was he not arrested. That's literally attempted murder.
My mom signed me and my sister up for swim lessons when we were both toddlers/ early kids. I refused to let go of the instructor’s neck, so she would have to leave me on the steps to help the other kids. My mom stopped paying for the lessons because it was clear I wasn’t going to learn. After that it was years of playing on the steps and only going out into the water if I could cling to my mom. Eventually I got frustrated with my own inability at about age 10 and started swimming with pool noodles, which my family all cheered me on for. When we moved we had a pool built because my family wanted one, but my mom’s only requirement was that I learn how to swim. She was afraid that I’d fall in while playing outside with friends or alone and I would drown. Fair request. A neighbor girl who was a year younger than me taught me a lot in her above ground pool and my older sister (who did learn from the lessons lol) helped me a lot, as well as my mom. At age 13 I was finally able to swim on my own and tread water, the works. I’ll never forget jumping into the deep end of our pool for the first time and feeling the thrill and pride from my parents and sister. I’m glad they didn’t push me, even if I was a late bloomer. Ironically, I love to swim now!
Why do so many parents seem to get so much joy from hurting their children?
Now, I'm not a psychologist, but I think it may be satisfaction from seeing someone else go through the things they have... Which is still messed up, btw
Call it retribution for raising them
Yes its as fucked up as it sounds, trust me, I'd know, my whole family tree does it religiously
Am I the only one that likes both narrators?
nah
I like them both too.
THERES MORE THAN ONE???
I love them too
@@Sans-is-asleep i have no idea
Story 68: That could have killed OP, electricity is no joke.
Social situations were like this for me growing up. My dad and I are both autistic, him moreso than me, and his social skills can be boiled down to business-level communications with next to no emotion. So, when I was a teenager, I was completely on my own when handling social situations at school with other students. I'd go to him for help and he'd listen, shrug, and admit he didn't know what to do. I recognize that he never got help for his own issues, and whenever he could he'd try to help me, but I also had very few adult figures in my life who could help me navigate these situations and give me proper advice, and so I still have difficulties communicating.
The 'best' lesson I got, from my therapist, was to 'mimic other students and behave like they do'. Aka masking. It's a really toxic way of getting autistic kids to 'act normal' without them fully understanding the social ramifications of their behavior. The child then feels like an outcast in almost any social situation because, while they might be 'fitting in', nobody would listen if they actually behave like themselves and communicate in the way that's most comfortable for them.
56:08 that is Infact sexual assault
This reminds me of a story my friend shared during his step-dad's funeral I attended a few years ago. Back in the mid 90's, his stepfather was "a bonefide asshole" that would only communicate through yelling and insults (mother was almost never home due to work), and would never teach him anything and just berate him for not inherently knowing stuff (my friend was only 10 at the time). Well he ended up getting into computers and by the mid 2000's he was essentially the go-to for any and all computer-related things for both family and friends (including me).
Well one day, guess who begrudgingly asks for help with a brand new PC? The asshole stepfather. So my friend just spews some rapid-fire technical jargon on how to set up a dial-up modem to the network card (and other bits) and goes back to watching TV. Obviously his stepfather understood none of that and kept asking for directions. Dude turned off the TV and started asking why he was having so much trouble even though he "clearly explained what to do" and how "you should just be able to figure it out". His stepfather angrily yelled "How am I supposed to understand any of that?!?" He looked at him and just said "Yes......how indeed!" Apparently they just stared at each other awkwardly for a minute until, as my friend said 'the slow realization visibly dawned on his face' and he asked "Is-is this because of how I taught you things?" He screamed "You never taught me anything!!! That's the point!!!"
Apparently that was how HIS father had 'taught him' when he was a kid, and so he figured this was just normal. My friend and his step-father actually got along really well after that, and surprisingly they BOTH liked to retell this story (which was why he shared it during the eulogy I guess, even though normally you wouldn't want to talk about something like that). XD
I learned to swim at 3 years old, was taught by a group of teens, when I was put on a swim team. Was dropped in the deep end and when I tried to touch the edge, they would step on my fingers. Learned to swim in a few hours.
My mom learned to swim when her sister pushed her in when they were kids. She sunk to the bottom. But decided she wouldn’t give her sister the satisfaction of this and she just…survived.
And her mom, my grandmother, never learned to swim. She grew up in an orphanage and used to tell me stories of how when she got in trouble the nuns would dunk her head in water…
Some people swim better than others.
@@Globbronglobgr0d I ended up a good swimmer. Was on a swim team for about 10 years and I’m glad my mom at least survived. Funny enough, my grandmother had a pool built in our yard, she used to live with us. The one person you’d think would be terrified of water
So the nuns were basically waterboarding kids.
@@grmpEqweer yup
#35 Their school advisors absolutely failed them and unfortunately I went through a similar experience in my first semester of college. I ended up taking classes that I wasn’t prepared for and I struggled to obtain financial aid and I failed a few of my classes which tanked my gpa. I fell into a deep depression being so isolated from my friends and family and I didn’t really make new friends either not to mention failing when I used to be an A/B student in high school. I dropped out after that first semester and I did much better once I moved back to my home city, transferred to a local college with advisors who were actually helpful, and meet some great people. Currently, I’m studying for my GRE for the Master’s program.
1:26:49 good outcome but grandpa had NO IDEA how strong the current would have been, luckily it wasn’t strong enough to kill the child but he didn’t know that. Op could very easily have died, this kind of lesson where the risk is death, is much better learned without experience. You can TELL a child that electricity can kill, you can TELL them that metal conducts electricity, you can TELL them not to mess with outlets. Electricity is seriously dangerous and if you just let someone mess with it and they get hurt you don’t have a chance to save them, that’s it.
Well I have a story. Came to a school to basically turn my studies to become a teacher into a dual studies, meaning part pratical part theoretical studies rather than purely theoretical. After a few months the meadmistress gave me a subject and six classes to teach as per my request. I was honestly surprised and very happy for this oportunity. The only problem was: there was no material, no lesson plan, no nothing. Basically I, as a university student with no prior experience, had to single handedly build an entire subject from scratch while studying full time. I was given a computer and the instruction to get it done. Nothing else. Well, I did get it done. It was insanely stressfull, I was given a bunch of other tasks inbetween for good measure, all of which far above my paygrade and ability at the time, but I managed. That year was hell, but I learned a lot and I am happy about that. Too bad I got layed off because apparently my classes were too loud sometimes. They are always loud, even with her teaching btw. While I appreachiate the opportunity I was given and cherish my experience with the students I am also very upset at the headmistress for the way I was treated. Not giving me any instructions only to fire me like that for such bs reasons was just stupid and unnecessary. Glad I could give the students a great time though.
Story #11: I'm pretty sure OP is talking about the Brookfield Zoo (I'm not sure it is, maybe lots of zoos have free roaming peacocks), which I went to a lot as a child. The reason I think that is because they have a ton of free roaming peacocks there, and I actually have a few peacock stories. I never thought of peacocks as that big feathery back, that most people think of. 99% of the time they just look like weird birds walking around with a weird feathery... thing. I also didn't realize peacocks weren't native to the US until I was far too old.
It's not just Brookfield. I've been to many zoos that have/had free-roaming peacocks, including both of the zoos I grew up going to (Denver and Cheyenne Mountain, both in Colorado).
i havent gotten to story eleven but so does Zoocadiana
I've never been to a zoo without peacocks. And I've been to like 4 of them
These are just showing that there should be a license to have children
TLDR: Drunk uncle swimming lessons.
I had just that happen as well.
I was probably between 8-10yrs . My uncle upon hearing me say I wanted to swim in that one day pointing down at the 9 foot part of the pool in front of me. In retrospect I probably should have known better.
He said "Oh you want to learn to swim?" popped his beer and shoved me in the water as he said "keep your head up" .
Then went inside the house. I saw him leave while looking up from the bottom of pool.
Mind you he and I were the only ones outside in the back yard at the moment. I tried and failed to swim to the surface or reach ladder.
I found out later the same thing that helped me not break any bones (even when tboned by a car on a bicycle/bike severely damaged) makes swimming difficult, mineral density. Not big bones heavy bones.
As I stood there at the bottom holding my breath knowing I would run out of air soon. Then it occurred to me my lack of buoyancy meant simply walking over to the shallow end was an option, so I did just that.
I was lucky(?) having almost drowned a few times prior so I knew the drill when it came to conserving oxygen and energy.
As a Dad, if my 4y/o suddenly knew how to swim, my mind would be blown… Unc definitely should’ve elaborated about the lessons.
This entire episode is just one big example of how parenting is the basis of all our good and bad traits and specifically our traumas. All these parents were so blissfully unaware of how bad they were at parenting.
People really need to man up
@@WilhemErnstKranz people need therapy and help. The truth is if you're not taught or shown anything better you won't be better. Parents have so much to worry about and are expected to just know what to do. In reality most if not all parents are just learning on the fly.
@@JellyNyt every thing in this video was fairly justified, but unless you were about to die or something, throwing your kid in a pool is not that big of a deal if they're young, I personally would not suggest doing that in salt water, or if the kid is too young or is too old I would say 5-8 is a good age to FORCE YOUR KIDS TO LEARN HOW TO SWIM it's a very useful lifeskill and we should not baby people, because in real life unless your having fun, most cases where you NEED to know how to swim you will be thrown in in some sort of way e.i plane, ship, rip current etc
@@WilhemErnstKranz no you don't have to force them and just because people learn to swim while being forced doesn't mean it's good. As a father of 5 and a student of psychology I've learned that parents that force kids under the mindset that it's for their own good often damage their kids perception and trust. Life isn't a hard fight for survival anymore in the west so hard lessons aren't needed. You can simply get into the pool with your kid and teach them how to swim. It's not hard and many kids thrown into pools or have almost drowned can develop fear of water further impairing their ability to swim.
It's just stupid to throw a child into a pool when you can just teach them.
@@JellyNyt you MUST be able to swim whether it takes classes or being thrown into a a pool, you need to swim, I couldnt care less about your psychology degree, these are life skills, think about all the kids that have drowned because they don't know how to swim,
Story 21: those parents taught their kids to never trust your parents
Edit: listening to more stories, I think this whole video could be summed up as “Parents teaching their kids that they can’t rely on their parents”
Story 7: If my mom did that to me or my sister, she would've been whipped upside the head by my grandmother and told to never do that "stupid shit" again or she'd fight for custody of us.
My grandmother isn't perfect but she is the type when it came to kids if you f-ed around with them, you find out through her.
My story kinda doesnt fit but when i was 11 or 12 me and a cousin were swimming in a beach in Brazil. I was distracted and felt something large tpuching me. When i turned ro see what it was i almost died of fear. It was a corpse. I started screaming, my cousin swam away and the next thing i remember is a bunch of adults carrying me out of the water while a lot of curious people started gathering to look at the body. The corpses face was something of horror movies. It was very traumatic. We later found out a couple of guys were drunk and diving from a tall pier and they fell head first on some rocks. The sea brought their bodies back after a couple of days
I am so sorry that happened to you. I can't imagine the horror
Not my parents but my first horse riding instructor. The first lesson I ever had was her plopping me down on a horse and telling me to giddy up, without even telling me how to turn the horse. Then she realized that I couldn’t moved and told me how.
She would keep this up when telling me to do something that she hadn’t taught me or that I didn’t understand and then yell at me because I wasn’t doing what she asked. When I told her I’d didn’t know what the hell she wanted me to do she would then say “yes you do.” And continue berating me.
8 Minutes in and that is too much.
WTFF?!
Some of the Cases are so bad, i believe those Parents- Adults shoul be in Prison for a long time, after getting an Order never to be around kids again or their kids.
When I was in the 7th grade I purposefully was in a PE class and not an athletics due to my bad asthma and athletics students being required to run a mile (no bueno for my asthma). I actually had to quit soccer in the 6th grade because the running distance got to be too much for my lungs to handle.
In my PE class we didn’t run the mile, but were instead allowed to walk it (much easier). I did fine pretty much the entire first semester until we were on the cusp of winter, a time where my asthma acts up a lot due to weather. Our track was outside and I was walking until I eventually realized I was having trouble breathing. I needed my inhaler, which was in the nurse’s office. I told my instructor but she very rudely told me I was fine and to keep going. I asked if I could please at least sit out and she declined. So I walked the rest of the mile and was a wheezing mess by the time we got back into the school building. My next period teacher immediately sent me to the nurse the moment I walked into her room and she saw my condition. She didn’t even ask what had happened, she just grabbed my bag and books from me and told me she’d mark me as present. I walked there and finally… FINALLY got to use my inhaler. I was a wheezing mess and I barely had the air to speak to the nurse. She kept me in her office for a bit while my body adjusted to the medicine and she gave me lots of water and monitored me for awhile before sending me back to class. After school I told my mom what had happened and… she and my dad raised literal hell. They demanded a parent teacher conference just so they could yell at this lady to her FACE. My instructor was apparently “very apologetic” and “thought my asthma wasn’t THAT bad”. My parents were pissed that she didn’t believe me because I was only like… 12-13? I’m pretty sure the principal put her on a warning strike for her job after that and said she was lucky I ended up not needing to go to the hospital after he consulted with our nurse and that if I had it would’ve been a complete termination of her employment. The next year she didn’t work for the school, but I genuinely don’t know if she was fired or if she left of her own accord.
I love my parents, who were generally wonderful, but some of the stuff is so so relatable.
Autism is still in a large learning gap and it’s not only not talked about but it’s also not improving.
For example My parents have always been doing what they have been taught make them do it don’t find a method to encourage them to do something just keep saying negative things to encourage them or the classic if you don’t do this I’ll take this away (my parents were born in the 70’s and 80’s so you can imagine the parenting style was back then).
And then there’s medicine granted nobody likes taking medicine but we really need to find a way to motivate people we don’t feel no mental reward for taking something that is keeping us healthy if we find it taking medicine would be rewarding and hospitals would feel less depressing. 🤔
the number of people who ignore kids.. is horrifying. proves my point over and over and over again that people don't care what they inflict on children.
17:43 I've actually only heard of it recently for the first time watching House M.D., part of me wanted to call it out because i recognized that singular symptom, but i also am not a doctor and im sure there could've been tons of answers if that wasn't it
Same!
The idea of just throwing a kid in the water, and hoping they swim instead of die, disturbs me. Presumably the adult would be ready to jump in, and save the kid from drowning, if he or she didn't come up for air, but they'd still likely be choking on water in the meantime. You're risking murdering a child in an effort to force them to learn how to swim.
You=🤡
Your part of the reason why people are so soft nowadays, I legit was in Jamaica and got thrown into the water and it wasn't that bad, toughen up
My dad did this a lot, literally and figuratively. He like to just leave me places while he went off to do whatever, and I'd just have to fend for myself alone. This was back when I was a very young girl, like ages 5-9 young before I finally gained enough brains to learn to stop going with him. Then he just left me at home lol but at least I was home. Also he did this literally because before I could swim, he'd make me get on his back and then he'd go swimming with me. Sounds nice right? Well, not when he decided to dive under the water for long periods of time, and he liked to go through seaweed as well. I remember hating the seaweed sensation and also wanting air so bad, I would want to let go so badly but I knew I couldn't swim. Even to this day as an adult I can't stand the sensation of seaweed on me when I go swimming.
Not that I don't understand the question, but I literally was thrown into the deep end of the swimming pool!
Not sure how that worked, but I was able to get to the edge of the deep end of the pool and just made my way to the shallow end to walk out on my own. My Dad was laughing & I never trusted him again, ever.
Now that I'm an adult I realize how truly fucked up this is.😢
My dad did this to his and my mum's dog, my older fur sister, Susie, Red cattle dog/Red Heeler (Like Bingo from Bluey if you don't know) into a creek when she was a pup. No warning just "'Mum's name' I'm taking the dog for a swim." Mum turns around and before she can say don't, he's thrown a 7 week old runt of the litter pup into the middle of the creek. She swam panicking back. Feared water ever since. It couldn't go past her paws or she'd start crying. She never trusted him again around large bodies of water.
He never taught me to swim but in Grade 3, when I was 9, he pushed me and my 11 year old cousin, G, into the public pool on my birthday and said "Swim!" my friends had to pull us out. He should be lucky it was the shallow end, we tucked (Context: G is now 6'3ish and I'm 5'8) and we could all swim. We were fine. We splashed him later. His girlfriend, G's mum (my aunt and my mum's little sister), my mum, our aunt (our mums' big sister), G's dad and one of my friend's mum, chewed him out for it.
when i was little my grandma (mothers foster mother) kept trying to make me go under water everytime i swam in her pool because i didn't know how to swim so she would push me underwater and no one did anything
When I was a kid my dad tried to teach me how to bicycle, on a bike way too small for me. I was obviously struggling a lot and he didn’t listen when I told him the bike was too small for me. It wasn’t until years later when I was at my friends house and we went out bicycling and she let me borrow a normal sized bike that I realized how easy it’s supposed to feel. I’ve always hated bicycling and I can’t remember the last time I sat on a bicycle
For me it was when my dad tried to teach me how to drive a manual car, or stick shift. I got in the driver's seat and he told me to drive. I asked him for instructions, he told me I'd figure it out as we went. I did not figure it out ... and routinely stalled the car. On the bright side it made for a funny video. You could hear the car screeching every time I accidentally slammed on breaks or stalled the whole way around the block. Didn't learn how to drive a manual for another year when I finally got an instructor 🤣 haven't driven one since my driver's test four years ago.
This is almost exactly what happened to my husband when he was young but his dad just left him there with the manual car and told him to drive it home.
As a lifeguard, that second story tells us exactly who shouldn't be a parent. It horrifies us every time this happens, and a no splash drowning doesn't happen nearly as often, but it's so much worse because you're more likely to overlook it by accident.
I've never heard of absence epilepsy until this video. That's so strange but interesting.
My wife has these. It's literally just zoning out, like their brain just buffers like a TH-cam video. It's disturbing at first if you know what's going on.
my sister had this (she grew out of it) it took her a while to get diagnosed and she used to get in trouble at dance because they thought she was being rude. They dont respond to any stimuli while having the seisure you could clap in their face or shout and they wont react at all.
@@heroman2372 My little brother has these, and it was the first I heard of them. We have him on video on his third-ish birthday having one in the middle of the birthday song. Didn't come back for like five minutes even when we were all telling him to blow the candles out. Sometimes he has them when he's walking and just... walks away from us. I'm super paranoid about it happening when he's in the road or something.
My friends doing sink or swim at times was the best thing they could have done for me. I had some learned dependace because I was a special needs kid and that's just what they teach special needs kids to have. Mainstream schools aren't focused on you developing independence, in fact they'll promote dependance even if you feel ready to be independent with it if they think you continuing to get adult help would boost your grades.
I was really trying to be independent, but I still learned dependance and to ask for help rather than try to figure it out for myself first. My mates were having none of that and I'm so grateful they made me figure stuff out rather than giving me the help I'd asked for.
Sometimes telling someone to sink or swim if they is asking for help on something you think they should be able to do it is the best thing you can do for that person. It can really boost their self-esteem and make that person realise they can do more stuff independently than they thought.
Yeah, as long as failure doesn't result in death.
@@michaelbujaki2462 Well, In most situations where you might use that tactic, there is no threat to life.
My mom had epilepsy. It was when she was 32 and had her first grand Mal seizure that she was finally diagnosed. She would have small seizures like that OP and just look like she spaced out.
17:24 I space out all the time and then i come back and I have no idea what I was thinking prior or during my spacing out, I thought it was because I have ADHD but now I’m worried…
I have absent seizures too, along with grand mal (typical type of seizures) I was abused by my father and by teachers for the same reason the poster talked about and not one of those awful people ever apologized to me after finding out. It’s terrifying to come back to reality to have an adult screaming at you or only snapping out of it because someone is hitting you. Nobody deserves that and it messes you up forever.
what the mom did pulling the fingers off the edge was HORRIFYING to hear that happened. hope she feels what you felt
My swim instructor pushed me off the lifeguard chair thing that our class was jumping off of into the pool. I had a fear of heights and froze. The rest of my classmates were in line on the ladder going up so my instructor got annoyed with me begging to go down since everyone else would also have to go down to let me pass, so she shoved me off. I nearly drowned. I never tried to learn to swim again because I was so scared of water after that.
Why did you even get up there if you know you're afraid of heights?
Parent's had the kid jump from a bridge over a lake in Marataizes, Brazil, the father jumped too to make sure kid would be safe. Kid started to drown, they were too far from the shallow area for the father to drag the kid out in the time. Dead.
stories like these make me really happy i have the parents i have.
How did epilepsy go to my mind when I heard staring off into space. I honestly thought all epilepsy was this ngl
55:30 No guardianship No visitation, nope you do not get child support
I don’t remember how old I was at the time, but I do know I was pretty young. My dad, his girlfriend, me and a bunch of other ppl were at south umqua falls. There’s a part of the waterfall, that is super smooth and you can use it as a water slide. I really didn’t wanna go down it. There’s also a lil “pool” above it from a giant hole in the rocks. I was sitting in the pool and my dad kept going down it. Eventually my dad and his girlfriend had convinced me to at least go sit on my dad’s lap. And the second I sat down and looked over the falls he pushed us off and I screamed the most ear piercing scream ever the entire way down and until my head came above water again 😅😅😅 I ain’t been back there since, but that’s mostly because it’s a pretty far drive from where I live now and it’s always way to populated
I had the opposite situation
My grandpa taught me how to swim when i was 6 y.o, he held my legs while i learned how to paddle with my arms and hold my head above water, then he taught me how to paddle with my legs in the same manner
It took like a week to swim without any support and since then i absolutely love swimming
My mother used to be so, so stubborn about the FASFA, expected me to just magically know her information. Well I'm 25 now and don't need to put hers down!
I did actually learn how to swim quite well, though honestly it was through a lot of swim lessons, I don't remember my parents actually teaching me anything at all. But I loved the water as a kid, and that suited my Mom just fine, because she could drop me off at some local pool and then go off and do whatever she wanted (I think a lot of the lessons and camps I was sent to for various things as a kid were just different forms of babysitting for her. Dad was a workaholic and was never around of course).
however, this lead to another issue; I was very fair skinned and fair haired, which meant I could get a sunburn from a 40 Watt bulb. Being out in the pool meant I needed regular applications of sunscreen.
We were on vacation in Florida. I was 6 or 7 I think. Mom dropped me off at the hotel pool, left me a towel and a bottle of sunscreen and said "After half an hour, got ask the lifeguard to put this on your back". I had pretty severe anxiety around strangers, and I also hated the feel of sunscreen, so there was 0% chance I was going to do that, so I spent the entire day in the pool with no sunscreen. The burns on my back were horrendous, enough that I was vomiting and physically ill, and could do little more than lie face down on the hotel bed with wet towels across my back for a couple of days. The peeling was horrifying and lasted long after we got back home. I remember Mom saying "Well, now you'll remember the sunscreen, won't you?"
I just started swimming with a shirt on.
The absence seizure story: at first, I thought ADHD... until OP said that they would continue their sentence after a minute of silent staring. Immediately, "You were having seizures!"
Humans are one of the small amount of creatures who don't know how to swim instinctively. If you do this, you're digging your child's grave.
The way to learn to take pills is to learn to take small pills first. You can slowly get bigger, but you can't start out with a horse pill and a sore throat.
Story 98 is a classic to the example of abuse I’m glad they are OK they said they are doing better
Story 48: If you don't wanna see Heaven's Golden Gates early than Don't fuck with Momma Bear's cub(s)
It’s sad how some parents handle things, but amazing how you helped those kids regain trust in swimming
Somewhat unrelated, but I once knew this kid from a daycare. We went to a pool as a field trip thing, I couldn't swim yet so I stayed to the sidelines, but this girl who was always so lively and a good swimmer jumped off this little diving board wrong or something and smashed her face into the side of the pool. I really didn't hear anything when it happened, I just saw the counselor rush into the pool to help her out and soon an ambulance carried her away on a stretcher as she screamed and held her face. From what I can remember, she never came back to the daycare, but I heard her nose was broken pretty bad. That counselor was a bad ass hero and an all around cool guy, I loved him, so I hope he didn't get in trouble. He was one of the rare few adults who actually bothered talking to me, the shy kid, and tried to include me in things.
Then my dad, who was on a swim team and other athletic sports, he once got caught up in a rip current and he almost didn't make it out alive. It was a well known spot for drownings because of that current.
But my point is, even great swimmers can experience great disasters. Just because water doesn't hurt you like fire, it can be just as deadly, or worse if you take the dangers lightly.
Which is why all of this "throw them in the deep end" is just some abusive idiot's stupid manipulative excuse for their own actions so they don't get blamed for treating other people like shit.
Didn't know how to tie my shoes "properly"
And I still get yelled at for "taking so long"
I use a method that my grandma taught me because my parents simply refused to.
The way I also tie my shoes doesn't make them swollen unlike the method my dad used to tie my shoes.
This guy is my favorite Narrator on the chanel. I like them all, his voice is just the most relaxing to me.
It should be illegal to kick out a child as soon as they turn 18. I’ve heard it is in some places, but unfortunately not everywhere.
Why!
Doesn't make sense?
There are many instances I’ve experienced in which my father had this mentality. It’s very selective. When I was maybe 19 we got a kitten. I begged for a cat and everyone (little brother, mom) loved it. She was still a baby. Our fire place was on. She didn’t know what fire was so she approached it. I instinctively slowly followed with the intent to scoop her up. My dad basically said “no! No one grab her. Let her learn.”
Everyone watched as she went from sniffing and observing the fire to entering the fire place maybe an inch away from the flame. I knew he’d be mad but I couldn’t take it and quickly grabbed my cat.
Was hoping to hear story 10 to end with "and that's why my dad doesn't wear his wedding ring"
He's finally making reasonable and good takes? Wow!
The one with the child had epilepsy, I thought it could be some kind of seizure, reminds me of a very scary incident that happened with a friend of mine. For some reason, she has seizure issues as well, how, why, I could not tell you. This is probably why my mother freaked out when I said I was going to start walking swimming pool and she was going to follow me around. I thought the lounge chairs made a perfect circle, and in a previous comment, I explained that as a young child, I was highly precocious. I thought I can do it, I went ahead and did it. That’s also how I ran my forehead in the bottom part of my television set, my parents television set more rather, when I was about four or five. We had beanbag chairs, my brother was able to run and jump onto his beanbag chair from the door of our TV room. Therefore, I thought I could do it. I could not, and that is one of the many reasons my mother was nearly accused of abusing me by a pediatrician who had not read my chart. Roughly half blind and a blood thinner due to a syndrome we did not know I had until I was 21. The symptoms will make so many other conditions that unless you know the symptoms go together is nearly impossible to detect
How are so many people incapable of recognising an absent seizure? They're not that rare, and it's not difficult to look up.
I did the same in the toilet bowl ride at Raging River once. I'm lucky that park has amazing lifeguards at every attraction in the park.
Here I went into this thinking I was only going to be hearing from nearly drowned victim watchers.😅
I like how a dominant number of these stories are actually about kids drowning because of their parents
Story 97 is making my blood boil.
Bro when I was 4 I was at a day camp during the summer, and I was forced to do swimming. Most of the kids knew how to dog paddle and do the basics but I couldn’t even put my head under the water for fear of drowning. Eventually the instructor got fed up and took me to the deep end. The instructor asked me something along the lines of “what is your favorite color?” To which I responded “blue” and before I knew what was happening, my instructor dunked me head first into the water while holding my legs and spelling blue out. To say the least, it was traumatizing and I was humiliated in front of my peers. The instructor also came across salty and decided to throw in a “ see? It’s not that hard.” If I could go back in time, I would slap the shit out of her. I could not go near water for 2-3 years after. I only told my parents what happened when I was 13. I’m 14.5 now.
I have a little story of my own
Back when I was like 5 or 6, I was playing on a jumping castles while my dad was watching. one castle was a closed one without a roof, and next to it was a jumping castle with a tower in the middle that you could climb on top of and jump off. this one didn't have walls. These castles where positioned in such a way that there was a slight gap in between them were the gutter was (concrete). As I jumped of the tower, I bounced weirdly and flew right into that gap, landing on my left upper arm in the gutter (ironically, everywhere else would have been better as it was either dirt or grass). My dad, who was from Kenya, Afrika, Did not think it was all that serious. He brought me back on his back, but every step I whimpered as it obviously hurt. He just told me to stop being so soft and continued home. This all happened in the weekend on summer vacation. when my mom came to pick me up on Monday, she took one look at me and drove straight to the hospital. Surprise surprise, I had broken my upper left arm clean in half. Even though I didn't fall that hard, due to an existing cyst(?), basically a big'ol hole in my bone, it broke quite easily. Whenever it was brought up again, he always apologised profusely, as he always does and I laughed about it.
Great dad who taught me well. Sad to have seen him go at the tender age of 40. Stay of alcohol kids
PS: He wasn't an alcoholic. He just had a lot of problems he couldn't properly deal with, and guess what his escape was. Suppose his last episode he drank just to much and his liver could not keep up.
I hate how late this guy drifts in the background
Had a lot of ‘just deal with it’ from my family growing up. I was in agony all the time - I thought pain was normal but I pushed on and was pretty active. Well my brother started getting pains too in his joints and off to the hospital he goes for checks, diagnosis and understanding from my family. Not me though. Flash forward to my late twenties and I’ve now being diagnosed with EDs and fibro got me too. There’s been a lot of instances of just deal with it, life’s tough, it could be worse, there’s people in worse situations than you for near enough everything. As a caregiver you raise children in comfort and support so they can tackle life’s tough situations because that poor kid will turn on themselves and probably hate themselves and have no self esteem or a myriad of other issues that come from it, as well as physical health conditions. People are cruel and forget children are brand new to the world. Never have I ever thought to dismiss anyone - I now work in child care and have been working on child development to become a developmental psychologist. Even then I think I wouldn’t have a leg to stand on against some peoples arguments about the treatment of children.
8:23 “I was punished if I allowed myself to be bullied” is a wild parenting strategy.
15:44 I could be wrong, but that wasn't zoning out, those were seizures.
_Edit: Called it._
I actually am an epileptic! I suffer from a different type known as a grand mal tonic-clonic nocturnal seizure, and they are terrifying. You lose all awareness, consciousness, and typically surrounded by paramedics asking if you know your name, where you are, what day it is, and if you recognize your own family or roommates, and the answercis typically no.
I wouldn't wish epilepsy of any kind on my worst enemy.
imagine absence epilepsy while driving
When I was a little kid, my mom sent me to swimming lessons at an indoor pool. The instructor would force our heads underwater and hold us under for several seconds to teach us to hold our breath. My mom pulled me out of that class as soon as she found out, and allowed me to learn at my own pace in the backyard lap pool from then on. I did eventually feel comfortable enough to try going under on my own, and now enjoy doing it, but it took a lot longer than it probably otherwise would have had it not been for that swim instructor. It may have also contributed to the anxiety disorder I now have.
11:56 that is most likely a mating display
Yes what I was thinking
Bro was big flirting 😂
Simping ahh bird
The story with the absent seizures i was listening to thinking it sounds like seizures hoping he found out. Glad you got the meds you needed. I hope everyone of those jerks felt bad and adjusted themselves after you diagnosis.
30:20 Ah yes; big bad man has bad opinion!