Childhood instances you still find unfair.

[Nr1Humanoid]

With me it comes down to soccer. Us first graders looked forward to spring for soccer training to start. But I began school a year late and practice were divided into age rather than grade so I ended up with a bunch of strangers rather than my friends. And making new friends is by far not my specialty, especially without current friends by my side. I went to practice once and hate soccer to this day. What, they couldn't make an exeption?

[Eunös ✈]

I still stand to this day that My Mum had no right to slap me across the face as a kid just because I accidentaly spilt a Drink.

I get on very well with my Family but she knows that I don't and never will forgive her for that.

[Reflecto]

One of my teachers in elementary school was a running enthusiast, and tried setting up this system for the whole grade to do 100 miles of running during the year. This teacher also happened to have it in for me all year. I ended up getting the full amount I had left for my 100 one day in recess. Other kids knew I was doing it. The teacher ignored that I did it, solely because she had it in for me.

Considering a lot of the other things that she did to me, that was actually one of the least terrible things she did to me.

[Sir Woodrow]

One that sticks in my mind was when I was 9 & at a get together for my then step dad's family, the Ice Cream Van was going past & the adults all got an ice cream, but nooo, the kids weren't even asked.

[Sephiroth]

I got really pissed off with some kids harassing me once and started shouting. School guidance counselor demanded I be put into therapy because there was obviously something wrong with me. A year later some kids grabbed me and tried to give me a swirlee. School gave them a Saturday detention. What a crock.

[Long A, Short A]

Getting whacked hard with a brush because I had the "nerve" to yelp in pain while I was getting my hair done. That was some old BS. Shouldn't my heavy handed mom get smacked? Shouldn't my mom get smacked with the brush for lying? "Got to get the comb through."

[Deleted]

My brother's 14th birthday ('92) present? A small color tv of his own and a super nintendo. (I wasn't allowed to play it when he wasn't around or didn't let me.)

My 14th birthday ('96) present? A bucket of orange sherbert and a twenty dollar bill.

[67 more]

I have Asperger's. I did well in factual-based subjects at school, but sucked ass at non-factual subjects (eg music, art, English). I especially had trouble with English as I would often have no opinion on a poem or literary extract, due to the reduced empathy (most questions tended be "how does this make you feel?"). Despite being told there was no wrong answers, saying that the poem didn't make me feel anything or that it bored me was indeed a wrong answer. No-one ever told me how it was supposed to make me feel, by the way. They never seemed to put together that my Aspergers would be effecting me in this subject.

So how did the school help me? They give me a teaching assitant in science (which I got As and A*s in without revision) instead of English. The poor assistant would have to sit there feeling like a chocolate tea kettle as I needed no help whatsoever while I continued to struggle with English as no-one would help me. I ended up having to re-take GCSE English in college, where they wised up and actually explained to me what I needed to put down to pass the exam.

[Crimson]

Only instance I can think of is my mom refusing to take me on a practice drive in her Car until I was 16 with my restricts. For comparisons sake, my older sister got to when she was 14.

[Allison Reynolds]

My mom never let me use the restroom when we went out other than the house (except school). She said it was rude to use other people's bathrooms and public bathrooms are unsanitary. Got spanked/scolded big time whenever I did anyway, because if you got to go you got to go.

[agent817]

It seemed like I got in more trouble for fighting back against people who bullied me than the bullies themselves. I remember being dropped off at my daycare and I turned around and looked at my bully directly as I walked away from the bus and flipped him off. I got in trouble for it. My folks talked to me about it, but the fair thing about it was that years later, my dad told me that he didn't blame me for doing it.

[Instant Classic]

Being the older sibling and never being able to hit your brother back.

[chrom]

Nov 26, 2014 12:14:54 GMT -5 agent817 said:

It seemed like I got in more trouble for fighting back against people who bullied me than the bullies themselves. I remember being dropped off at my daycare and I turned around and looked at my bully directly as I walked away from the bus and flipped him off. I got in trouble for it. My folks talked to me about it, but the fair thing about it was that years later, my dad told me that he didn't blame me for doing it.

And when you talk to your parents about it how you're being bullied by others and getting in trouble for daring to fight back, they have no sympathy to you and instead tell you to man up and grow a set.

Thanks Dad

[MC Blowfish]

My brother got an Atari for Christmas one year from my Grandmother. A few years later my other Grandmother wanted to give me a Nintendo, but couldn't because it would be unfair.

My brother got a car for his sixteenth birthday. I had to buy my own car.

[Push R Truth]

The only "A" I ever received in Band was a semester that I 100% missed with a catastrophic injury.


I still think about that 20 years later and shake my head. I was good enough to make it into All-State, yet couldn't get above a B+ for the life of me except when I was completely unable to even pick up an instrument.


Funny that the first thing that popped into my head was a situation where the system was unfair to MY advantage.

[ERON]

There was this time in 2nd grade when I really had to go to the restroom, but the teacher was in the middle of a lecture, and every time I would raise my hand, she would yell at me, "Put your hand down until I'm done talking." Finally, when she was done talking, I raised my hand and told her I really had to go to the restroom badly, and she lost her temper, shouting, "If you had to go to the restroom so bad, why didn't you say so? And now you've wet your pants, haven't you?" I was so shocked, I didn't know what to say for a moment, but before I say no, she grabbed me by the arm, dragged me to my mom's room - she was a teacher at the same school - and told her that I had wet my pants. Without asking me if it was true, or even looking at my pants to see that it wasn't true, my mom took the teacher's word for it, drove me home, and made me change pants. To this day, it was the most surreal turn of events in my entire life.