Happy Childhood

My childhood was fine so I thought, even though I had trouble with school work,was put back in the 4th grade,always felt my sister&brother were smarter than me,There weren't any specialized schools back in the 60's where I could get help. Instead,my parents sent me to a co-ed boarding school in Deerfield,Mass,500 miles from home,when I was 10,was there for 2 yrs.Then I went to a girls boarding school closer to home in,Toronto,90 miles away for 2 yrs. Then I lived for 2 yrs with my aunt&uncle outside of Baltimore,MD,was put back in the 9th grade,felt I was total loser, no confidence in myself,was gone from ages 10-16.
I resented my siblings got to stay home,they were strangers to me during that time.It took me years to forgive my parents,but my life has turned out fine.I'll never know what a normal childhood was since I never experienced it Sue
 
I lived on a different planet to my parents. They had raised a lack of ambition and an inability (or refusal) to question anything, to an art form. I was inquisitive, always challenging things, so being unable to answer my constant questions adequately, they just hit me. Things were always about them - "What would people think of your parents if you.......?" - actually, now I think they were very insecure. It wasn't exactly an abusive relationship. We lived in a sort of uneasy truce - they largely disapproved of my attitude, and I didn't care what they thought. My happiest times were outside the family home with friends.
 
If you asked a professional they would have probably shrieked in horror and called child protective services over many of the things that happened in our home during my childhood.

For me on the inside looking out with no other point of reference, it was good and appeared to be in line with the other little country bumpkins I grew up with.

My grandmothers were a huge help to me when I was little and I cherish those memories.
 
My father didn't have much money working at a blue collar job in a paper making factory (we'd probably be considered lower-middle class even back then), but it seemed we always had enough for lots of good food, road trip vacations in the summer, nice presents at Christmas, and maintaining the two-story brick house we lived in at the time. My mom could be a tad domineering and over-protective, though, and I had her full attention being a virtual only child. I did have a brother who died when he was 5 days old from a birth defect, and I think it traumatized my parents enough that they never tried again to have more children. Maybe that's why I was so shielded. Now I can't cope with issues that most other adults have no problems.
 
My happiest years were my teenage years.

Younger years had some good times, but lots of ups & downs, instability, and tension.
 
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I have a lot of good memories of childhood, we didn't have much money, but the love was there....grateful for that.
 
I can only remember the happy bits and there
were lots & lots of them.

Mike.
 

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