I love the answers you leave each week
when I throw down a question.
It was so interesting last week
learning how you each received
your name!
"It's none of my business
but I just have to ask . . ."
Every household has rules,
at least a few -
or maybe a lot.
at least a few -
or maybe a lot.
What was a rule(s) that was enforced in
your home when you were a child?
your home when you were a child?
Any you find unique or unusual
as you look back?
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We weren't allowed to leave the table until we were finished our meals - even potatoes. I can remember sitting for hours with cold potatoes in front of me....and probably why I don't like potatoes now!
Addressing our elders as ma'm or sir. Forgetting that was a sure fire ticket to big trouble! Which made it interesting when our father's job took us up North. I remember getting in trouble at school because the teacher thought I was being a smart aleck. Daddy was NONE too pleased, let me tell you. He informed the Principal that it wasn't his fault if he ran a school that was full of hooligans who didn't know manners when they saw them LOL Kat
Your banner is the GREATEST picture. How, oh how, did you do it??
Good table manners and NO cussing.
One rule I remember that sticks out, don't touch the walls. I was taught when you turn on the lightswitch, you only touch the light switch,not run your hand up the wall. When kids would come over I would remind them and they thought I was a nut. That's okay. Our walls were clean!
There were seven of us kids, and the prime spots in our house were any floor register that the coal furnace would send heat through. If one of us would be savoring that heat and would need to leave for a moment to go to the bathroom or whatnot... all we'd have to do is say 'this is saved' and when we came back... the register should be open. If it wasn't, it was "Mom! This seat was saved.. and Larry took it!!!" LOL.
I really don't remember any strict rules at my parents. My biggest rule has always been: Take your shoes off at the door.
I go barefoot so I didn't want to walk in grit.
The number one rule that I remember was "don't go barefoot, inside or out." Mother didn't want us tracking dirt that had stuck to the bottom of our feet all through the house. To this day I wear socks around the house, and always shoes when outside. Okay, one more rule, this one was Dad's: Turn out the light when you leave a room. So often I had to tromp back down the hall to my bedroom and turn out the light. I hated that because I was afraid of the dark. To this day....yeah.
I can't think of any rules at all. Isn't that amazing? I'm sure there were rules - after all, I didn't grow up to be a heathen, but nothing at all comes to mind. Funny - I'm sure back then I thought I was the most mis-treated child on the universe :-D
You don't have room for me to list all the rules I grew up with! SERIOUSLY! I had some fairly strict parents. Guess that's why I'm one of those folks who always tries to play by the rules and not go against the grain. Sometimes a good thing...sometimes not so good. ;)
I'm with Kelli! Lots of rules - stict parents. But no complaints here. :)
However, a few of the rules were:
*you can't go barefoot until May 1
*you have to finish your meal before you can leave the table - like Pam, I remember sitting at the table a LONG time after everybody else finished.
*no singing at the table
*if you get in trouble at school, you will get it again when you get home.
and NO - you can't swim in the creek.
To leave the dinner table must ask to be excused. Always a yes sir or no sir.(or mam) Address all elders as Mr.Or Mrs. Please & Thank you was a must. Above all was RESPECT. I think there were more. Seems there were a lot of rules to follow around our home.
One of our rules was to never go out in the road in front of the house because of the speed that cars built up coming down the hill above our house.
I don't want to make you feel bad but do you think you could take that picture off the side of your blog with the breasts being grabbed? For any of us that have been sexually assualted it is disturbing. There have been emails about it but no one dares say anything to you. I think you would get more visitors commenting if you would do that.
We did not have a lot of rules. We were just expected to help when it was needed AND I was NOT supposed to throw rocks at my brother (now..seriously...would I do THAT?) Okay...maybe once! lol Hugs-Diana
Some more rules we had. If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all and if you don't like what is on the television, change the channel. That's my take on THAT.
The Thumper rule, "If you can't say nothin' nice about nobody, don't say nothin' at all."
My mom was so set on that rule that once when I was complaining about classmates in 4th grade she made me sit down and write everyone's name, and one nice thing about them. With complete sentences, correct spelling, etc. I NEVER forgot it.
So my rule for my kids is: You must be kind to each other particularly, and everyone else incidentally as well!
And no hitting.
I must add a couple of the rules when I was a child:
No washing hair or batheing after 9:00 pm.
Two glasses of milk had to be drank before I could have a glass of pop.
Some of the rules I remember distinctly were:
1) No interrupting!
2) No elbows on the table.
3) I couldn't leave the table unless I had cleaned my plate, veggies included.
4) Never say "ain't".
I had to make my bed every day. Hated it at the time, but glad now. Even if the rest of the room is a wreck, it doesn't seem quite so bad, if the bed's made.
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