Your biggest disappointment as a child.

Not having piano lessons because my sister had them and always kicked off and wouldn't practise. I wasn't even given the chance because of her. How unfair was that! Also I never had a bike!

I wanted a monkey but they wouldn’t let me have one.
I’m the one with the doll . How boring!

Deedaa it was a haircut for me too. It was my ambition to have really long hair and it was past my shoulders when I was about 8.
My granny lived with us and often commented how untidy my hair was and how it should be short, then one day she kept on about it so much that I said 'all right, if we go right now'.
I was given a hideous cut, like yours, and was in floods of tears.
My Dad tried to comfort me, which helped a bit, and he took me to the barber to try to improve it but I don't even remember what it was like after that.
I didn't have it cut again, apart from trimming the ends, till I was in my 40s.

Finding the local library when I was about 7 and delighted that I could borrow books.It was so disappointing to realise we didn't have any children's books at home and I never had either parent read to me.

Some of these stories are really sad ( some are just typical childhood disappointments ) but all show how parenting has changed over the years.Mind you, it may have swung a bit too much the other way now.
I think I had a lot of disappointments but a strange one was being worried and anxious because I had passed my 11 plus.
My good friends didn’t and I wanted to be with them, also the sec mod was brand new and attractive. I never liked the grammar school either, so there wasn’t an upside.

I was so looking forward to my 7th birthday, as I was to have a party.
About two weeks before there was a measles outbreak at school and I started to worry that nobody would come to my party. By the time the day came I had measles myself and the school was closed due to the epidemic.

When I was about five years old I had eye surgery. At the check-up appointment a few weeks later, the consultant asked me what I'd like most in the world. 'A pony', I said optimistically. 'Very good', he said, 'I can give you one'. So ..... He drew one for me! Oh, the disappointment

On my first trip to London when I was seven I was very disappointed when Piccadilly Circus turned out not have a ring and clowns and ponies. It wasn’t a proper circus at all! In a different way I was disappointed in Buckingham Palace, too. In my mind palaces had romantic turrets and so on, not a bit like this flat-looking grey building.

I never told anyone I was disappointed. I think I felt a bit stupid for not knowing what these places would be like.

The time I realised my narcissistic mother and abusive father were in fact my real parents.
I really did fantasise about my real mother coming to get me.

One. Christmas my brother ( golden child) got a Sony cassette player and recorder, I got a copy of Pride and Prejudice.

I feel your pain. I think my most memorable is my 9th birthday party. I was so looking forward to it and had helped with the baking and preparation. On the day I woke up with flu and had to go to bed. I was really poorly but it was too late to cancel the party so my big sister entertained all my friends.
I was too sick to eat a thing and only one of my friends came to see me in my sick bed.

A bishop was coming to give a talk at our school. I was so excited as I thought he would have robes and a headdress like in a chess set. I was really disappointed that he wore a very ordinary black suit and dog collar.

Week after week I listened to Uncle Mac on 'Children's favourites' on the radio but I never had a record played for me. I was so sad and disappointed. I hadn't realised that your mum had to write in and make a request. I don't know how she could watch me listening and not even try. I expect she thought it was funny ?

I was brought up Catholic and some of my teachers were nuns. Our class (we were about 7 years old) were going on a school day trip to Formby Beach, a local National Trust beauty spot. We were told every day for weeks by our teacher Sister Gemma, to pray for good weather. I can remember kneeling at my bedside and praying really hard that it would indeed be sunny for our trip. Well, I can't describe the utter astonishment I felt on looking out of my bedroom window on the morning of our trip and saw that it was pouring down ? That day, my belief in God was truly tested!

I suppose it wasn't exactly a disappointment but when I was 10 my mother made me have my hair cut because she didn't want to spend so much time plaiting it for me. In my own mind my long hair was ME. It seemed awful that she couldn't see how much it mattered. And I was given an awful 1930' style "schoolgirl" haircut that made me look like the village idiot (it was like a little girl in her favourite painting, which I hated)
I told my mother all this years later and she was horrified. It was just a hair cut to her.

* Katyj* My story is very similar to yours I too am an only Lonely and when I was about 4 my dad and grandad bought a lovely golden spaniel pup called Kim home for me I only had her a week or two and she disappeared I was told that she had snapped at my Nan and wasn’t safe to keep, that was a huge disappointment to me, I was also bought a rabbit we called her whiskey she apparently wasn’t easy to look after and disappeared the same that Kim had, as we lived with my lovely grandparents at that point I guess they weren’t keen on anything that wasn’t a perfect pet
My second big disappointment was a Christmas present, all my friends had lovely skating boots, that they used to glide around on the street and I was very envious so I asked for them for Christmas, one day just before Christmas I was poking around upstairs, looked in the cupboard and saw a box, I was thrilled as I realised it was probably skates ready for my Christmas present, I peaked inside and there was a pair of those horrible scratchy skates that used to be strapped onto your shoes, I was so disappointed I can’t remember how I dealt with it But I do remember that I probably only use them once as all my friends were gliding past in their lovely boots I was scratching up and down the garden path I don’t know whether my parents ever realise and I can’t remember quite what happened but I do remember I didn’t ever use them after that first time and I don’t think I ve ever been on slates since

I’ve just remembered something else that disappointed me....

I couldnt understand why I never saw the back of people in photographs or newspaper pictures.....?‍♀️ I’d turn the photo/page and be ?

I failed my 11 plus. I was in the top set at Primary School and everyone else passed. On the first day of term at my Secondary School, I watched through the window as all my old friends walked to the bus stop in their new uniforms. They were much smarter than me and the girls wore hats - soft hats in the winter and boaters in the summer. I was devastated. Years later I got an Open University Honours degree so felt redeemed.

Tea3 you’ve just reminded me. I was walking along on holiday in front of my dad he stopped to pick something up ,it was 2 half crowns, a fortune in 1964. I was so upset because I’d missed them. I probably wouldn’t have been allowed to keep them anyway.

Losing a florin on my way home from primary school. I’d won it at some school event (forgotten what). Two shillings was a fortune to me when my weekly pocket money was three old pence.

We had a holiday booked. The first one in years. I was about 11.
The week before we were due to go I had started packing. I was so excited.
The day before the holiday my mum told me we wouldn't be going. My grandma had suffered a heart attack and was in hospital. I felt very upset but guilty too for feeling bad when my gran was ill.

Dad never let my brother and I have a bicycle - he never did explain why.

I taught myself how to ride a bike and spent hours running around other kids who had bikes begging them to let me have a go on theirs. My brother still can't ride a bike.

We used to go to a neighbours house on Boxing Day evening after tea for drinks and nibbles. By drinks I mean the grown ups had a glass of Sanatogen Tonic Wine. When I was about 10, Mum said I could have a taste of it. I was so
excited to be allowed a sip of this nectar.

What a disappointment! It was bitter and nasty. I had thought it would be an adult version of cherryade!

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Aged about 10, my Dad saying it might be possible to have a pony. I was so excited till my Mum told me he should never have agreed to such a thing as we couldn't possibly afford it.

Finding that the soft cuddly present I was expecting to be a puppy was a big soft fluffy towel! I should have realised when it was wrapped up!

When I was very small I had a toy train to sit in. My older brother had a red pedal car which he could drive! In my head I knew I would get the car when I grew bigger, and he outgrew it. I didn’t. I still don’t know why. Was it because I was a girl?