Things your parents taught you (that aren't common)

My dad has a gun collection and enjoys shooting, so in addition to teaching me about guns, he taught me to make bullets. I was packing them with gunpowder in elementary school.

Dad: Do things right the first time, dirty jokes, dirty nursery rhymes, pretty much everything about baseball, how to fight; that if you have to fart in a car with other people in it, at least have the forethought to lock all of the windows so they won't roll down; sex education to the point he left nothing to the imagination (I've repressed most of that conversation;) ways to annoy the heck out of relatives; to make sure I was saying the "th" at the beginning of words, etc,

Mom: how to find, gather, wash, hull and crack open black walnuts; how to play and gamble at poker; how to walk down steep hills; how to identify people's "crops" and why you should stay away from those buckets in the mountains; how to properly cook the poison out of pokeweed (we're Appalachian.)

You did say things that weren't common, right?

Dad: Do things right the first time, dirty jokes, dirty nursery rhymes, pretty much everything about baseball, how to fight; that if you have to fart in a car with other people in it, at least have the forethought to lock all of the windows so they won't roll down; sex education to the point he left nothing to the imagination (I've repressed most of that conversation;) ways to annoy the heck out of relatives; to make sure I was saying the "th" at the beginning of words, etc,

Mom: how to find, gather, wash, hull and crack open black walnuts; how to play and gamble at poker; how to walk down steep hills; how to identify people's "crops" and why you should stay away from those buckets in the mountains; how to properly cook the poison out of pokeweed (we're Appalachian.)

You did say things that weren't common, right?

Oooh yes, my dad also taught me dirty jokes, and both my parents taught me to play poker! We'd play with pennies! x)

My mom is is half German, and my grandmother full German. So I was taught German swear words. My mom would tell me, "If you have nothing nice to say about some-one just curse em out in another language. They'll think your giving them a compliment."

Dad taught me that getting mad and having a temper doesn't solve anything.

He's the most mellow person I know and he's never in a bad off mood.

I love that because it's true.

My mom taught me to count back change and how to do my own laundry at eight years old.

My grandma taught me how to crotchet.

My dad taught me to garden and how to shoot a rifle.

Combat skills, my dad was a ranger. My mom was a conman, conperson? She taught me things like if you want to sell a lie make it a doozy. They also made me memorize hundreds of verses from the bible and learn the tax code when I was little. Seems strange but it has actually come in handy more than once. I love them, but my parents were nuts. Oh and exceptionally clean, to this day when I open the fridge I hear "are you in there with cat on your hands?" and I don't even have a cat. :laugh:

My mom taught me that when a boy is mean to you, it does NOT, in fact, mean that they like you. It just means they're douches. I think it's saved me a lot of trouble.

oh yes so much of this!

My parents also taught me that because someone is an adult means you have to be POLITE to them, not that you have to defer to them or even necessarily respect them. No "ma'am" or "sir" was taught in my house and I could effectively "talk back to" rude neighbors or nosy aunts and uncles...however I was NOT a bratty kid, just assertive and confident...I am grateful for that to this day.

My grandma has taught me how to make various casseroles and baked goods. She also taught me all the jargon of her older cookbooks and various tricks in cooking and baking. I have learned to make food last in tight times, if the need ever arises. She also taught me that money cannot be taken to the grave with us; therefore, money should never affect or be valued more than the more important things in life: family, friends, love and happiness.

My mother taught me similar principles; that there are more important things in life than things that can be bought with money. She gave me my love for books, my love for education, and my love for the health field. She also taught me piano and cultured my love for the arts; namely music and dance.

Though these things may seem common, I really see it less and less today in people my age.

My Mom:
- How to make pie crust and tortillas
- To be gracious and kind to everyone - no matter their attitude.
- Poop jokes are always funny
- How to give awesome hugs and love unconditionally
- Diplomacy and compromise. Mom used to have me and my 4 sisters vote on which cookies were bought at the grocery store. 4 little girls raising their hands in the hope that oreos would be chosen, and me wishing for oatmeal raisin...

My Dad:
- If something isn't right, speak up about it. And if your voice isn't heard - write a letter to the editor, call your congressman and start a website. If possible, something easy to remember. Like stupidschoolboardmembers.com
- Tie downs are optional when you have electrical cables, telephone cords and extension cords.
- How to create a large sign (for protest, garage sale, or because it's funny) in 1 minute or less.
- Don't put up with crap
- That love means protecting those you are care about, and it's not something reserved just for those you know intimately - but those that come into your path in life.

From both of them:
-Sacrifices are sometimes necessary to make the world a better place. And it might not be comfortable...but there is always room for ice cream.
- Money and looks are not important, character is what counts.
- I am awesome, smart, sweet and beautiful

How to make the perfect Manhattan. They still tell me I make them better than any bartender, but I sometimes believe that this is just to get me to make them at their house.

Similar! My brother in law taught me how to make a Perfect Martini, my sister objected, but he said it was okay since I don't even like martinis lol Over 20 years later, he still swears I make the best martini he's ever had, and I still don't like them.

And my sister taught me how to laugh, even when everything seems to be going downhill, there is always something better ahead so may as well find something that makes you feel good enough to laugh about til the better times come along. She can be really silly and always makes me laugh, even when Im in the worst mood, just talking to her makes me feel 1000x better.

My dad taught me how to box.

My mom taught me to sew and cross-stitch. She is very crafty with needlework and would have taught me to knit and crochet too but I'm not coordinated enough.

My dad taught me to say thank you when someone gives you a compliment (rather than saying "oh, no I'm not" or something similar) and to ALWAYS say ma'am and sir. I'm a teacher now and it drives me up a wall when I call a student's name and he or she says, "Yeah?" or "What?" in response. I always make them try again, with "Yes ma'am" this time. (And just for the record, I do say "ma'am" and "sir" to my students, when they turn in homework, raise their hands, etc. Just because they're younger doesn't mean I shouldn't show them the same respect I want them to show me.) I live in Alabama, so that probably has something to do with it. We southerners are big on the ma'ams and sirs.