What kind of childhood You had(or have)?
Scansorial shed found like that Bicycle wheel, and remembered one wonderful thing from my childhood , and it is called Pugach if anyone knows or knows but trust me I'll explain:Taken the spokes from Bicycle wheels
To one end is tied fishing line or string to the string tied to the nail
In the direction where the needle is screwed puts sulfur from matches
Paste it to the nail and....
Beat it on a rock or something else
BANG is all around.
So I spent today not yet spent the block of matches
Well, so to speak, the prehistory
Remembering this I began to remember what I was doing when I wasn't on every PC and social. Networks
This high-speed exit on the bottle or package from the mountain(luckily we live behind the school was a hill) I remember that the lessons we have half of the class sat in the same underpants because all hung out to dry on batteries.
Then the fishing reels through the woods,a snowball fight to first blood,in the end of the fight.
(Okay enough about me)
And how was his childhood?
P. S. sorry for the mistakes and punctuation write with the phone because for some reason I started it was just my Internet not working:)
And I almost forgot that summoning any spirits there the Queen of spades or matershiny gnome;)
gigiben
Yes 13 years I have nothing useful for me personally, was not engaged and all my qualities are not developed, and wanted nothing , just living : read books that my parents recommended , I thought about trips to the sea , occasionally something painted or sculpted and collected my collection . It was very bad . To smashey I realized that I nothing happens if I with such indifference and apathy to relate to life and quickly began to work on myself . I have taken seriously for what I most wanted to do but until 2016 did not try for this : took seriously for animation and later for programming . Latest I are more engaged and interested in a speaking of animations, I came up with in early may, the title of my multiserial (called the winning Formula) and the cartoons already published on the channel Hydra true them even little.
the endless misanthropy of the black cosmos
And the stealth? You're supposed to die like six months ago, isn't it? Is hunger overcame your perfect ideology?
Childhood was gorgeous, played the war (pistols, submachine guns with plastic pellets). Went in the garage and there was a running team. I remember after school went to the hill to ride. Of course the sled / ski school will not take, if there is no physical education, and now had to ride either on the*nice (if pants allowed) or look for something than you would to roll. But more often, of course, found a different garbage (cover from refrigerators, all sorts of linoleum, etc.). In the summer, went Hiking, going with the boys, took the bait, grub, and on bicycles or on foot on the river or in the woods to the lake (distance from city to the river about 15-17 kilometers, to the woods with a lake 20 kilometers). And most importantly do not get tired, now with friends in the car for 15 km on the field to go - tedious and a burden...
And just foolishness toiled. Ah, the carefree childhood...
And we have huts in the trees was built!
Want to go back into the past. In those carefree days... Oh...
Wing42
I'm talking about childhood.
Once at the cottage there were men and had from cover to cover to move wahaca and other cheat options modern stealth games I didn't have
Forever broken knees, a broken eardrum. It was fun. Well, the above and other classics of the genre.
Hryas
Well, sort of. I once set fire to a haystack the size of a hut in a village.
At the age of five or six I had a few sikretny bases with a wide Arsenal of swords and mega-blasters, mahogany and oak, basically, a box of bombs and sometimes even gum. Resin. Still had straw and a backup koraben matches to self-destruct the base, except that the red kopacki was not. A couple of times the fortress was stormed by the chavs, but to steal could just a Bazooka out of some rusty pipes with an orange gum.
The initiator of arson in the yard mostly was I, although he was not involved - just told the colts how cool would it be to burn out the fortress of super-villains, drug addicts, who steal children, and then lolrofl from the side when they caught the nurse. Somehow gave a false tip and dumped a garage my father went into oblivion for some time. Then someone fixed the gate and scored, and someone else hacked, and a couple of years hanging out there by the local chavs.
Remember that all fires basically, I personally set on fire - guys only firewood and debris just dragged and I was taking care of capital to invest in a stall nearby, to buy matches in General. Once dad caught me with six boxes, and since the fires I was on fire. So he thought, at least.
At around six or five in our yard have dug a huge ravine, and a bunch of crap out of the mud and clay left around right, than rushed to take advantage of all doshkolnitsa, including me. Children from a neighboring yard, of course, jealous of us - we have won braise, and they do nothing. Began to walk towards us. But they were older and wanted to dominate, and we wanted to shower someone with clay balls, so that ito was a vine.
Years seven-eight and a shmuck went-collected bottles to exchange them for glass beads. Round beautiful thing. Then the Desk burned down, I don't know how, and a little later I learned from her a whole jar of these balls.
Sand in small years, remember, too, eating. Sort of thought it was sugar.
Then maybe something else will remember.
childhood was good, to 14 years in the yard hanging out every day footie with п0ц0нами first cigarette behind the garage with all that, then inetik appeared and sat down behind bake tightly
olso I can say that I envy kids today, they have opportunities more than we had, sorry I do not use
War games of all sorts played. Then, as older steel ball in the back yard kicked. Then everything was easier.
tovarish comrade
Many had PS 1,when those who were older was not the Shogi simple.
Push it hard,a friend cartridge game does not start.The book of codes was used to,but it was dumb to talk about it.Probably why all my life I play fair but win more often.
The chips have been played for generations.Garages.
tovarish comrade
They played on a sheet of paper from the sperm of drawing and scribbles.Point-something.Who is in detention for example.Home TV.
Previously, it was easier,left exposed combines with the keys,all childhood in the yard,but many had MP3 discs.