Without military safety briefings, are you surprised you survived childhood?

As surprised at the fact I survived childhood, there are others I'm surprised are still surviving adulthood. That being said, I have been fortunate enough to be a little bit better at selecting my hazards than many others that have survived to adulthood.

I don't have a great deal of childhood memories due to chronic migraine. But there is this one memory that I do remember.. one of my brothers and myself getting blamed for breaking a neighbors garage window. The window was in the back of the building facing the back of the neighbor's yard. We were no where near the garage and did not break the window. He accused us so we were punished for it. I could never understand why either, but that was over 30 years ago. These days, kids don't play outdoors. They get punished for doing something bad online.

I remember my playground was a abandoned field with some broken down cars that was used as the "jungle gym". Nowadays, the parks are plastic, heat resistant, foam padded, ultra-biodegradable, closed circuit tv cameras, and an ambulance on standby....lol. How did we ever make it old enough to join the military? Safety brief was: "If you see a kid doing something that makes them bleed, or gets them in trouble.....don't do it." Ahhhh, Philadelphia; "The City of Brotherly Love."

Yes, I did some dumb thing but, also some fun things. I rode bicycles the way they were not designed to be, I climbed and did things that are not considered safe, I did a lot of things that would be a reason for not surviving but, i did. And i also did things that were smart like I did good in school and I was a Boy Scout but most of all I am lucky to survive my Dad when I screwed up....lol

I was relatively sheltered with the exception of my step mom beating the hell out of me. So I guess I'm not that surprised

I used to be a climber. I would go into the woods at climb trees. One time I fell a few feet right onto my back. No wonder my back hurts so badly.

I did a lot of stupid stuff when I was younger, but most of the injuries I sustained were a result of clumsiness. Bit by a spider and almost lost an arm when I was a toddler, fell in a stream and almost drowned when vacationing in the NW. Tripped and fell into a garbage can, coming up with a can lid stuck in my hand. Numerous scars on my head from tripping and falling into a coffee table. Yanking a cord while my mother was ironing and having a hot iron fall point first scarring my nose. Backing into a bush while playing hide a seek and having a 2" twig impale my leg. Shot in the foot with an arrow by my brother.

Played in an abandoned WWII steel salvage yard. Played in the streets and yards without parental supervision. Never wore a helmet while riding a bike. Never wore PPE while skate boarding. Rode in the back of pickup trucks, never wore seatbelts. Walked to school while in the elementary and junior high. Drank from garden hoses. Played pop-warner tackle football in the 5th and 6th grades. On the weekends left at dawn arriving home at dusk, by ourselves or cops who served and protected when we were out after dark. Was given a gun (.22) for Christmas in the 3rd grade.

Yeah, we had a lot of fun in the 70's and 80's.

Galvanized steel cuts leave great childhood reminders.

No bike helmets, a few crashes and visits to Emergency rooms in different countries (Army brat). No car seats, seat belts...amazing

I'm a bit surprised I survived early 20's-hood!