Odd/funny stuff you did as a kid

[AnthrSolidSnake]

When I was around 3, we lived in this two story apartment. I would constantly scare my mother by standing at the top of the stairs, and jump ALL the way down the entire flight of them, land at the bottom completely fine, and run up the stairs to do it again. If I did that today I swear I'd shatter my ankle.

I was also obssessed with Turok the Dinosaur Hunter, as well as The Legend of Zelda, so would constantly run around stores yelling "I AM TUROK!!!!" and make constant grunts and noises similar to those Link did in Ocarina of Time. Drove my parents insane.

 

[Guffe]

I used to run around in the woods with my friends playing we were the fellowship taking the ring to Mount Doom....
Yes that did actually happen! Several times!!!

I can't really remember anyting really special, only that the first games I got on the N64 I would always play to the same level were I dind't know how to proceed, mainly due to being Finnish and English text wasn't understandable. These games were at least the Zelda titles.

 

[DANEgerous]

It is odd but most of mine are adult things yet not adult only things. For instance I have hated the "Kids menu" from the time I was 10, if I had a restaurant today I would likely have no "Kids menu" as I think it is rather harmful to say Corn dogs, Cheeseburgers, and fried chicken are all that you can eat. Also being called "gay" as an insult I just started to shrug it off. Lastly the phase of "Parents suck!" I was thinking "no they don't. I get that my dad can not even turn on our PC but he is a nice guy all in all.

 

[FPLOON]

Huh... When it comes to odd stuff, it either revolved around either masturbation [in 4th/5th Grade] or my mother's bras...

However, I will say that I used people's socks to reenact certain moments from DBZ in public... *sighs* I miss some of those people that came to see my reenactments...

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

I used to go out in -40 degrees Celsius weather and pretend I was in the Rebellion fighting the Empire on Hoth in trenches I would dig in snow drifts. My mom thought I was nuts and would pull me back inside after an hour at a time. But I loved it.

Imagination is a beautiful thing.

 

[Jamash]

Just the other day I was reading a thread about children imitating violent media and it suddenly brought back memories of something I used to do as a kid which must have annoyed the shit out of my parents.

Sometime during the mid 80's, when I must have been around 5-7, I went through a "Karate phase" and I used to open every door in the house by kicking it as hard as I could, rather than pushing it like a normal person.

I'm not quite sure what inspired this phase, it might have been Batfink or the Karate scene in The Man With the Golden Gun, or more likely my favourite games at the time, The Way of the Exploding Fist and Yi Ar Kung Fu on my ZX Spectrum, but nevertheless my parent's peace and serenity was often disturbed by a sudden loud bang as I kicked open a door like a hyperactive SWAT team.

Even now as an adult, I can't help but chuckle as I remember doing that and think what a nightmare I must have been at that age, and how it was only the naivety of childhood that protected me from being labelled a massive, Grade A dickhead for acting like that.

 

[kasperbbs]

When i was about 6-7 i saw a TV show where people built ships, castles and other stuff from matches so i decided to build one myself, all i managed to scrap up was a tower of about 20 cm on my desk without using glue and then dissapointed with my creation i set it on fire, wasn't the brightest idea i had, luckily there was no damage, but the smell didn't go away until my dad came home, he wasn't very happy about that.

 

[Twinrehz]

It's not something I remember myself, but my mother told me that I liked to take things apart just to see what they looked like inside. I still think that kind of stuff is fun, love stuff that breaks because it means I get to look inside and see how the magic works!

Wrecking my brain trying to remember stupid shit I did, but I don't gladly remember my childhood (nothing sinister, it's just plain fucking boring, and filled with embarrassing episodes, none of which comes to mind).

EDIT: Oh yeah, I was born with an open throat (open in the soft part of the roof of the mouth, have been operated for it many times), so I had difficulties with speaking. As a result, during recess I wandered around by myself making up imaginary things. I remember in kindergarten there was a tree I liked to sit in. I think I even crowned myself king in that tree at some point.

 

[TheRightToArmBears]

My brother and I used to race eachother down the garden on trikes. We were about 8 or 9, standing on the back axles of these tiny things made for 4 year olds and holding onto the handlebars. Now, this wouldn't be too stupid if I had a nice flat garden, or even an nice smooth sloped one. But my garden is long, steep and terraced. The walls at the top were low enough that we could jump off them (most of the time, we crashed a lot), but the ones at the bottom are about a metre and a half high and there's concrete paving at the bottom of the drop. The aim was to stop before you got to those ones (which we did, mostly), which is easier said than done when you're riding trikes with no brakes.

Anyway, we had to stop when my brother (he always beat me unless he crashed) launched his steel-framed trike over the lower terraces and straight into our kitchen window. Him and the trike were fine- he jumped off before it went over- but the window shattered completely and my brother got the worst bollocking of our lives (I listened in, chuckling). Safe to say the trikes got locked in the shed from then on, I'm pretty sure they're still in there somewhere.

 

[TheRiddler]

I remember that I never made the connection between the written word "chaos" and its pronunciation "kay-oss" until some people looked at me funny for mentioning the "chah-ohs" emeralds.

 

[Kae]

I was a very odd kid, I barely even talked to the point that some people would just assume I was mute, but when I talked I talked in a very elegant and propper manner and I would talk about stuff like politics which is odd, made me think I was really going to be the intellectual kind but turns out I'm just your average psychoppath, or at least that's what people assume now.

I also find it funny that when I was a kid I looked rather cute and people would often confuse me with a girl, due to this and my rather polite and propper language I easily won the trust of people but in reality I was a total bastard, I would steal just about everything I could from anyone I could because I thought it was fun and hey those guys were stupid enough to get tricked so fuck 'em, and well now I'm just a scary looking guys with a scar on his eye that looks permanently angry and people well get scared of me really easy, but I try to help out just about everyone I can in whatever way I can, though I'm kind of an asshole about it, but really it's funny, when I seemed nice and cute people trusted me and I tricked them and now that I am rather intimidating people assume I'm aa thug or a thief when in reality I'm super nice and helpful, though I don't smile and ame very sarcastic so I guess it's logical to be scared of me, I can be rather crass sometimes too, but still quite curious how things are backwards now.