Childhood Trauma-Cutting Out Tomatoes

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On my first day of school we had to cut tomatoes out of pieces of paper, and I'll never forget how raggedy and fucking shit mine was, all jagged and messy, the other kids made fun of it.

To this day I am convinced this is why I am so bad at graphics or neatness or art of that type.

Do you have similar childhood stories to relate?

― Ronan (Ronan), Thursday, 18 August 2005 20:56 (twenty years ago)

Not to relate, no.

― The Ghost of Close To The Vest (Dan Perry), Thursday, 18 August 2005 20:59 (twenty years ago)

ILX is where we make fun of people's tomatoes.

So yeah, my tomatoe gets made fun of here daily. I am currently eating a bag of dicks.

― pappawheelie II, Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:01 (twenty years ago)

You had it pretty rough, huh Ronan?

― Outsider Enter Port City (sexyDancer), Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:22 (twenty years ago)

My dad once knocked me out cold with one punch (either that or hitting the ground w my head so hard). In the following years, I learned to accept the fact that it was probably because he was alcoholic and angry at the time, and that I should forgive the incident and all the other beatdowns because now he is non-violent, and makes millions of dollars.

― LeCoq (LeCoq), Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:23 (twenty years ago)

I apologise for my tame story.

― Ronan (Ronan), Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:29 (twenty years ago)

Oh don't worry he wasn't trying to MURDER me or anything - in fact when I came to he was super worried and about to call an ammalance because he thought he in fact did kill me!

― LeCoq (LeCoq), Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:31 (twenty years ago)

I had a v. similar Tame experience to Ronan's where, sometime in the first few months of primary school, we had to cut out a lion and colour it orange in honour of some zoo visit that was coming up. I mistakenly coloured mines brown because i wasn't paying enough attention and the teacher shouted at me until i cried like a little girl. I am woefully bad at art but i doubt that was the reason.

― jeffrey (johnson), Thursday, 18 August 2005 21:42 (twenty years ago)

In my third year of school I got placed in a special coordination class where you had to practise bouncing balls, skipping, clapping, etc. Shamefully, I registered that everyone else in it was kind of dumb (only in the PALEBLUE maths group) and was so mortified I refused to go. Needless to say I am an uncoordinated loon and pay money for gym instructors to laugh at me periodically ("no, no, raise your left arm and right leg together..."

― isadora (isadora), Thursday, 18 August 2005 22:00 (twenty years ago)

I drew a terrible ice cube in class and got laughed at. Later, I ended up in rehab and was forced to singalong 'Imagine' and 'The Rose'. My life has been a debacle, stupid ice cube.

― logged out, Thursday, 18 August 2005 22:09 (twenty years ago)

Excellent.

― jeffrey (johnson), Thursday, 18 August 2005 22:13 (twenty years ago)

i couldn't jump up and down on one foot in gym class so the gym teacher called my parents, sounding very worried, "um, caitlin is having trouble...she can't jump on one foot." i also wasn't good at following the rules to games.

― caitlin oh no (caitxa1), Thursday, 18 August 2005 23:27 (twenty years ago)

my dad used to call me fudgey the whale and beat me with his shoe. then i'd say "it's your last name too!!" and he'd beat me with a wingtip.

― strng hlkngtn, Thursday, 18 August 2005 23:30 (twenty years ago)

When I was a kid there was nothing I loved more than a good juicy tomato. One day I dripped a little tomato juice on my mother's pristine white carpet and she made me cut tomatoes out of my diet completely until I was 18. Today I eat nothing but ketchup sandwiches and bloody marys.

― walter kranz (walterkranz), Friday, 19 August 2005 00:18 (twenty years ago)

on my first day of going to a public school, grade two, i was wearing a dress and this boy, his name was valente b., he took a looooong stick and lifted up my dress, without my knowing of course, and let all the boys see my underwear. i was mortified! nothing to do with tomatoes, everything to do with embarrassing me in front of the whole class of grade 2. and we ended up liking each other!

― ai lien (kold_krush), Saturday, 27 August 2005 05:12 (twenty years ago)

I drew a beautiful picture of my grandparents' house in France with an airplane in the sky and a yellow border round the swimming pool. The teacher told me I was lazy for not colouring the plane in (the plane was supposed to be white) and told me that swimming pools don't have yellow borders round them. When I coloured the plane in (green, to appease her), she told me off because you don't get green planes.

― dog latin (dog latin), Saturday, 27 August 2005 08:45 (twenty years ago)

you do get green planes!

― Ronan (Ronan), Saturday, 27 August 2005 09:14 (twenty years ago)

My first day at school was delayed because I had been ill. In the mid-morning break I stood outside by myself (I hadn't been introduced to anyone). I returned to the class-room and became panic-stricken to find a completely group of people (no one had told me about changing class-rooms).

My lack of respect for teachers probably goes back to that day.

― Bob Six (bobbysix), Saturday, 27 August 2005 09:39 (twenty years ago)

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