"Scout" wrote:
"katy" wrote:
Seahag wrote:
"Martin Baxter" wrote:

Katy wrote:

They chained the merry-go-round so it was
stationary...was a bummer...recess was boting as
heck...
Doesn't do any good anyway. Kids will find ways to get
hurt. I got a
spiral fracture of the tibia in grade 3, in the sand
pit. Course it
took two other kids swinging me by the feet and hands
to see how far
they could toss me. ;-o Guess my mom should have
sued and I'd be
rich(er) now. (gr)

Kewl! I went thru a 'fear 'o ants' period. Fell out of
a eucalyptus tree,
fortunately onto the recently buried chinchillas...my
mother woulda killed
me so I never told...


Killed you for murdering the chinchillas or for falling
out of the tree?
I climbed way up in an old oak we had that was really
sprawly when I was 4...my Dad had to get me out with a
ladder...

I did the same at around 8. Climbing up was easy. Coming
down was frightening!
It was an ordeal until my mother heard what was going on
(lots of kids in the neighborhood to run home and tell).
She showed up and yelled, "Get the hell down here, right
now!"
So I did.

hahaha! I discovered my fear of heights when I was half-way
up a water tower. There were several kids behind me so I
crabbed around to the back of the ladder and climbed down.

Seahag