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Toy box travesties

What childhood toy did you desperately want that your parents refused to give you? Do you still think about getting one?

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  • when I was five, I desperately wanted a plush-sheep, about my size back then. My mom refused and got me a really small one, which my older brother threw into a local river. To this day, I´m waiting for him to apologize and buy me a new one.

  • I wanted G.I. joe dolls because they were hotter than ken and i wanted my barbies to have the best looking dates. my parents thought i was nuts though so they never got me one. fortunately i got lucky and found a beat up one in a free box at a yard sale...i still dont count it though since he was missing an arm..

  • I wanted G.I. joe dolls because they were hotter than ken and i wanted my barbies to have the best looking dates. my parents thought i was nuts though so they never got me one. fortunately i got lucky and found a beat up one in a free box at a yard sale...i still dont count it though since he was missing an arm..
  • polly pocket - those foldable worlds - it would be a small room and it's portable - i don't think they make those any more :D haha.


  • All the parenting books insist that if a child
    receives
    every toy their tiny heart desire's, the child will be transformed into a spoiled brat. In my case, I believe that
    the parenting book is wrong. I do not
    recollect ever being told "no" in the instances of material goods. In
    fact, I only remember receiving more
    than I asked for.  As a kid I had an
    entire bookcase of Beanie Babies. As a preteen,
    my Christmas gifts were exclusively the best clothing from "Limited Too."
    Yet eccentric vests, shirts, and intricate
    skirts from thrift stores were my chosen garments. As a
    teenager I was content with weaving through the streets of my hometown on a
    bicycle, yet I received a new car without even asking. Receiving these gifts
    did not destine me to
    becoming the prototype of this entitlement generation. Although I am currently
    not working, I study diligently. I have no intention of counting myself as
    spoiled, at least by the "First World" standard.

    My thirst for adventure must have been an irritation for my parents. I have
    vivid memories of a five year-old "Stephie" imitating a diplomat,
    attempting to negotiate a journey to
    a near-by playground. As a teenager, I
    was exuberant after receiving an acceptance letter from "People-to-People."
    But my hope of visiting Wales, the Globe Theatre, and Ireland was extinguished
    by my Father's "No." The loss was exacerbated by the fact that his
    reasoning remained allusive. I
    was never refused when in terms of material goods, only in terms of
    experiences. I believe that
    culture, not parenting, led to this pattern. My parents were denied toys, cars,
    and
    clothing. They ensured that my life did
    not imitate their own. I was not refused
    from material goods, only travel. I
    suppose the rest of my life I will have compensate. Although I am beginning to
    wonder . . . .for
    those of you who have traveled . . . . . is the joy of traveling exaggerated?



  • Огромный конструктор LEGO. Теперь он мне не нужен, а в детстве очень хотелось! Но цены...
  • A tambourine. It wasn't really that they refused to give me one they just...never did. For like 3 years I put it on all my birthday/xmas wishlists and while I knew I wouldn't get everything on those lists (cuz there were like 30-40 items on them) I'd usually get most of it. And yet, the tambourine never came... Year after year it was on that list but nothing... I got the bike... I got the kitchen set... I got the piano... I got the barbies... then those barbies got shoes... then they got clothes... they even got a moped... but the tambourine never came. Do I still think of getting one? Hell no! That was one of the lamest things I've ever asked for. Seriously wtf? That's what you give people who can't do anything else. -hiiriken I was spoiled. I got what I asked for one way or another. Either my parents, grandparents, brothers, or my sis's boyfriends (yeah that last 1 kinda confuses me too, but I'm not complaining...) -chibi

  • I always wanted a Furby,
    They didn't really refuse to get me one (that I know of),
    I just never got one =[

    I have considered getting one, but ehh.
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