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August 14th, 2010 @ 11:03 am
Rose’s entry “Rose’s Traumatizing Dead Animal Experiences” reminded me of this event from my childhood. Not as traumatic as a dead animals, but it was something that annoyed me for WEEKS.
When I was younger my sister and I would visit our Dad and Stepmom in Ohio. This particular time I was probably about 6/7 which would make my sister 16/17. Now naturally my sister was wiser and older and smarter etc etc etc (at least she acted that way :P). Crushing my childhood was something she did frequently, she probably has no memory of doing so but it happened often! We both still remember this event though, and it makes me laugh now.
I remember being in Ohio visiting my Dad and Stepmom with my sister when somehow we got into this debate (aka them vs me) about Lassie. I LOVED Lassie as a child. A cute fluffy dog that saves people?! Seeing as I always wanted a pet at that age that was my dream dog. I wanted to have a dog like that, so badly. I don’t remember how it started, but I remember how it ended. Somehow someone brought up to me that Lassie is a boy. I of course was 6/7 and knew everything and kept saying “No, Lassie’s a girl dog!”, because that’s what the dog was so naturally I assumed the dog playing Lassie was a girl too. My sister, dad and stepmom, kept trying to tell me she was really a he. I remember they kept saying that a girl dog would not do those tricks or roll around in the dirt (or something like that). I remember laying on the couch ANNOYED at them for telling me this. For weeks I thought they were lying. I remember being almost in TEARS at this news because I was just so upset at the fact that the show was lying by using a male dog to play a female dog.
Of course years and years later I realized they were right and discovered the amazingness that is the internet and was able to look it up myself . I laugh at it now, considering how upset and angry I was. You’d think they told me Santa Claus was fake or something because I was really that mad, over a DOG. My sister still remembers this (we talked about it many months ago) and I’m sure remembers the pure rage that I was having over such an event. I think I was more upset over this then when I realize there was tooth fairy (I’ll blog about that soon too, it’s an amusing story). Anything specific from your child like this? Whether it was learning about Santa Claus or something show related like me?
Vlog soon as well, once I stop getting distracted by shiny things.
Edit: So I remember mentioning this once to my sister on facebook and I found it on her wall. From last year, she apparently doesn’t remember telling me Lassie was a boy. Veronica = Me, Allison = my sister, and Nancy = one of my aunts. I think I’m slightly offended she doesn’t remember this since it was such a huge deal to me when I was younger 
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11:35 am on August 14th, 2010
I’m not surprised that that traumatizing event happened in Ohio. Ohio ruins lives. True story.
12:19 pm on August 14th, 2010
Aww, it sucks that they crushed your belief at such a young age like that! I don’t think anything similar has happened to me though…I never really believed in Santa Claus or the tooth fairy when I was little, but I remember my grandma telling me ghost stories and what not, and I believed in that, and for a while (actually, a long time), I’d be scared to sleep in total darkness, lol.
12:49 pm on August 14th, 2010
I was the meanie who told my best friend that Santa Claus isn’t real. :| We were 5 and I was like, “Dude, you DO know that Santa doesn’t exist, right? Stop being such a child.” I was such a mean little kid, ahhh.
That’s not as bad as the Portuguese teacher at my elementary school, who told a group of six-year-olds that Santa was DEAD. The same teacher also told me that Santa would never bring me what I wanted because I spelled a word wrong. :|
8:04 pm on August 14th, 2010
I never had an experience like that, but me and my twin sister accidentally ruined the Easter Bunny for one of our friends. We were about 5 or 6, and at Mass whispering about being excited for our baskets when our friend told us the Easter bunny hadn’t come to his house yet. We told him that probably just meant his mom hadn’t put it together yet, and I still remember the look on his face. Started as confusion, then slight comprehension, some disbelief and then just crestfallen. I still feel bad about it X[
2:11 pm on August 15th, 2010
That sucks how they ruined it while you were still a child! You aren’t supposed to tell children the truth about some things, and the best part of being a kid is believing in so many crazy things, and gradually when you get older, you figure the truth out by yourself.
When I was a kid, my dad ruined the tooth fairy for me -___- But, even though something told me he was telling me the truth, I told myself not to believe him. Haha!
7:59 pm on August 15th, 2010
Ugh, I’d be so mad if someone told me that the dog that played lassie was a boy
I used to read this book series of true stories (I think) about collies. Kinda like lassie. The first one in the series was called Lad A Dog, if you’re interested.
I never really got into lassie, but MAN did I love those books…
6:17 pm on August 17th, 2010
Aww, I probably ruin things for my little sister, haha. She will probably remember how I’ve done this when she’s older and I’m sure she will remind me how horrible I was for doing so. Man, those will be good times.
As for stories like this, I don’t even know. I was an only child for 11 years of my life, so I had to entertain myself and figure out things on my own. I remember I’d make up crimes and have to solve them like I was Nancy Drew or something. I’d trace footsteps and pick of clues and write everything down and try to solve this mystery crime that I made up. Although, they were always about my house being haunted. I’m not sure if the house was actually haunted, but I think it was and I was trying to solve the case, I’d do this for several hours. I was such a weird child, seriously.
11:16 pm on August 17th, 2010
Aw, that’s terribly sad. O.o Odd your sister doesn’t recall doing that to you
Does your dad? I’m an only child, so the my friends, parents and cousins were the ones to crush my dreams….
I remember I believed in Santa Clause.. I really did. I left him cookies, and milk and wrote him a letter every Christmas and he always got me one of the things I wanted (I often had a list) and wrote me back.
Well, I remember gradually over time, the world was giving me hints that Santa Clause was fake. But I refused to believe so. Christmas rolled around that year and I woke up to a handwritten letter from Santa Clause.
Thing was it was handwritten and I recognized my dad’s handwriting. Plus, as many years before he didn’t drink the regular milk I put out (my dad’s lactose intolerant). And that was the year my parents broke it to me that Santa Clause was fake… Sigh, I still wish Santa was real. :/ I used to pretend I still believed in him, in hopes the real Santa would come but that just ruined it for me.
Oh and also, I used to think Blue from Blue’s Clues was a guy. But then someone, I can’t recall who, told me he … was actually a she. And Magenta was actually a guy. O.o It had me confused for days and I refused. I refused to believe that what I believed was a lie.