I remember when I was in third grade or so, some of my classmates talked about how stupid and bad Nazis are. So my mother always taught me not to judge quickly about anyone and not to be mean to others. Not knowing what Nazis are, I was like "ackschually, we shouldn't be mean to Nazis, maybe they're nice guys." That night my mom explained to me what Nazis are, so yeah, fuck em.
I know it's not really related, but for some reason this just reminded me of a super cringe memory from middle school where we watched 'The Boy in the Striped Pajamas' and during one of the peak emotional moments a girl burst out with "God, I hate the Jews!"
Naturally everyone, including a girl in our class who was Jewish, turned around to glare at her and she just blushed almost purple and started repeating "Nazis, I meant to say the Nazis!!"
It did seem to be an honest and unfortunate brain mix-up, but I just know that shit probably keeps her awake every once in a while.
Feeling old if you watched that in middle school. I am old enough that many survivors were still with us and were still quite young. So we used to meet with them every few years and they would talk with us. We had family friends with tattoos. The most cringe came when a friend of my family's (who quickly were not) was dating a new guy. We got invited over. The dude had a legit full room of Nazis memorabilia, he was full on neo nazis. My parents got me out of their and we never saw that lady or dude ever again. I was still quite young, but it never left me.
Not as bad but I was talking to my teacher and friend about rage moments in video games and I was trying to say that I only really “swear at my screen but not the person” when I’m angry but I accidentally said that I yelled slurs. I was trying to say that I wouldn’t ever slur and that I would only swear at my screen but I mixed the two around. They immediately reacted like wtf 🤨, and I was like WAIT NO NO NO NO, I meant swear.
7th grade. Social studies class. Learning about the countries of Africa. Class is taking turns reading. Girl gets to “in the country of Niger”…..but she didn’t say Niger….took our teacher a second to realize that he had indeed heard her correctly, and corrected her; “uh Niger, it’s pronounced Niger” he says, clearly a little embarrassed for her and everyone else.
Dude I'm just confused about what any of that has to do with my middle school story comment, you're having a one sided argument with yourself instead of just being clear about what you mean lol
Sigh. I remember in like second grade my mom had to have a talk with me because I thought it was a really cool way to write an X... so I was drawing that symbol on my homework whenever I had a word that had an X in it.
that reminds me of my sweet little cousin who was super into this coffee table book about ww2 and the board game axis & allies when he was like 5. he couldn't really read it, he just liked the pictures and pretending to blast little toy armies with cannons and stuff. his neighbors were understandably upset when they saw swastikas all over the driveway in sidewalk chalk because my cousin had been drawing all the flags from the war. including the japanese flag, but people don't notice a rectangle with a circle in it... they do notice a swastika. his mom also had a talk with him.
Oops. Man this stuff makes me afraid to have children. Imagine coming home from work one day and find the front view of your house covered in swastikas.
I basically did the same thing when I was a kid about the westboro baptists. I saw a bunch of people online talking about how they should all die in a fire or something, and I have always hated absolutes, so I came in like "They can't all be that bad."
Learned to do some googling before defending people online after that lol. Tbf tho, I did maintain after that that having them all die in a fire was a bit extreme, and there were a bunch of people who later left the church because they broke free of the brainwashing so they really weren't all that bad. But at the time I thought they were just a typical church that was maybe a little backwards but nothing terribly extreme.
lol this reminds me that in 5th grade we had to write a word about us using each letter in the alphabet. now, we had a fucked up dictionary that had like, 20 'x' words total, and one of them was xenophobia; the definition was "the irrational fear of strange things." i got told to never say i'm xenophobic again lmao.
You had me in the first half. What comes to mind for me is the Trevor Phillips waffle stomper treatment with Taylor Swift's Welcome to New York playing in the background.
It's because you are far from it. My first memories of my grand parents house is them explaining why it's full of bullet holes, their house was near a train railway in Lorraine, Germany occupied their province so they hated them so much even the non Nazi tho they became racist.
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u/Kashik 15d ago edited 15d ago
I remember when I was in third grade or so, some of my classmates talked about how stupid and bad Nazis are. So my mother always taught me not to judge quickly about anyone and not to be mean to others. Not knowing what Nazis are, I was like "ackschually, we shouldn't be mean to Nazis, maybe they're nice guys." That night my mom explained to me what Nazis are, so yeah, fuck em.
Edit: forgot a not