I don’t think my parents ever told me a lie. They didn’t even admit Santa Clause was a fake. Mom just told me that it was a fun game to play at Christmas. I knew who really filled my stocking.
I knew a guy whose dad told him that the ice cream truck only plays the music when they run out. It’s how they signal the factory to send more ice cream.
In my neighborhood, the only time we saw Ice Cream was when the Cream on top of the milk bottle Froze after the milkman left it outside our front door.
My father acquired an Ice Cream maker one summer. After we learned how long you had to Crank that thing before the Ice Cream was ready to eat, we kinda lost interest.
It’s tough to enjoy the Ice Cream when you arm falls off while cranking the Ice Cream maker.
My parents told me lots of lies when I was young and I am glad they did. They kept information of horrors in the real world away from me and my two sisters – things that children did not need to know.
One day at the bus stop my friend from next door was going on and on about a man named Castro who was coming to kill all of us. (Castro was the name of a convertible company which advertised on TV so this confused the heck out of me back then.) I went home after school and asked my dad about this – he told me that nothing was going to happen and that we were safe. He and mom did not put the fears of what might happen onto us – they told us that we were safe and nothing would happen.
My husband’s parents – like those of my long ago friend – kept talking about what was going and the dangers. As a result my husband looks at everything as the end of the world. I understand the dangers out in the world, but take them with a grain of salt as I know that chances are all will be well. I looked at the food in our kitchen the middle of this past March and knew we had food for at least a month. My husband looked at the same food and panicked that we would out of food in a week as he was brought up to be afraid of everything. My parents lies left me a secure person who understands most bad things that one can imagine will probably not happen – so don’t worry about them until they do – if they do.
Templo S.U.D. almost 4 years ago
sounds kind of harsh, doesn’t it?
willispate almost 4 years ago
oh really Sergio? then why does it have pictures of Ice Cream on it?
Kiba65 almost 4 years ago
Bad Dad!
suv2000 almost 4 years ago
Liar Liar pants on fire
momofalex7 almost 4 years ago
I don’t think my parents ever told me a lie. They didn’t even admit Santa Clause was a fake. Mom just told me that it was a fun game to play at Christmas. I knew who really filled my stocking.
Joseph McFarlane almost 4 years ago
She loves music too. Doesn’t seem like this would work.
Michael Scott Premium Member almost 4 years ago
I knew a guy whose dad told him that the ice cream truck only plays the music when they run out. It’s how they signal the factory to send more ice cream.
Michael G. almost 4 years ago
Oh, papi!
Cameron1988 Premium Member almost 4 years ago
That’s terrible
Lara Fabans Premium Member almost 4 years ago
My mother-in-law used to tell my husband and his brother that. I was a bit shocked. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, every family is different.
shamest Premium Member almost 4 years ago
This lie is plain wrong
Lightpainter Premium Member almost 4 years ago
This one is seriously mean, Sergio. And Gracie will easily find out you are lying.
Lightpainter Premium Member almost 4 years ago
“ The ice cream man” was a great part of childhood. I was always bummed for my daughter that we never had one in our neighborhood when she was little.
bakana almost 4 years ago
In my neighborhood, the only time we saw Ice Cream was when the Cream on top of the milk bottle Froze after the milkman left it outside our front door.
My father acquired an Ice Cream maker one summer. After we learned how long you had to Crank that thing before the Ice Cream was ready to eat, we kinda lost interest.
It’s tough to enjoy the Ice Cream when you arm falls off while cranking the Ice Cream maker.
bakana almost 4 years ago
Lies our parents told us:
“Other kids would Love to have a nice dinner of Tripe with rice & gravy.”
I still like it, but not so many Other people that I know.
mafastore almost 4 years ago
My parents told me lots of lies when I was young and I am glad they did. They kept information of horrors in the real world away from me and my two sisters – things that children did not need to know.
One day at the bus stop my friend from next door was going on and on about a man named Castro who was coming to kill all of us. (Castro was the name of a convertible company which advertised on TV so this confused the heck out of me back then.) I went home after school and asked my dad about this – he told me that nothing was going to happen and that we were safe. He and mom did not put the fears of what might happen onto us – they told us that we were safe and nothing would happen.
My husband’s parents – like those of my long ago friend – kept talking about what was going and the dangers. As a result my husband looks at everything as the end of the world. I understand the dangers out in the world, but take them with a grain of salt as I know that chances are all will be well. I looked at the food in our kitchen the middle of this past March and knew we had food for at least a month. My husband looked at the same food and panicked that we would out of food in a week as he was brought up to be afraid of everything. My parents lies left me a secure person who understands most bad things that one can imagine will probably not happen – so don’t worry about them until they do – if they do.