Childhood disappointments

Primrose53

I was about 9. It was nearing Christmas and my Aunt in Scotland had sent my Xmas present which was under the tree. It was obviously a large book and, as I was a great reader, I was very excited.

Turned out to be a Helen Shapiro Annual. I had never heard of her and was very disappointed.

I was around 10 years old and desperate for Sindy Horse for Christmas. The correct sized present appeared under the tree on Christmas morning and I spent all day eyeing it up (we didn't open our 'main' presents until after the Queen's speech).

It turned out to be a small suitcase, suitable for a school trip I was going on in the Spring.................

I received a birthday present from my godmother when I was about 8.
My mum was as excited as I was to open the small box. "I wonder what she's sent you, they are very rich" said DM.
I opened the box and instead of the special gift I was suddenly hoping for, it was a cheap biro. "That's why they are rich", explained mum. "They are careful with money".

I was 4 or 5, living in Chester. TheQueen Mother came to visit - I was so excited, I'd never seen a real Queen before. We all went to see here, I've never been so disappointed, she looked like an ordinary lady - no crown, no flowing robes, not even wings!! I remembewr consoling myself that she must have had her crown folded in her handbag!!

I remember the Bobbsey twins books. I think they were Canadian. I enjoyed them. Books were my favourite present.

Oh so many memories of disappointments but happily for me I did get the white Lacey tights and black patent shoes mentioned up-thread. Lucky me I suppose I was “the baby”

Also I remember Mrs Dales Diary on the kitchen radio also Wagoners Walk!

Princess ( Alexandra ) doing a school visit, I truly expected to see a Tiaras and ballgowns and Cinderella style person arrive!

When I was young we were dirt poor. Dad had died. Mum bought me a pair of shoes for school that were flat and had pointy fronts, nothing like the shoes the other kids wore and, of course, the other girls looked down their noses at them/me. I hated those shoes on sight, they pinched my feet, but I wore them nonetheless because mum had bought them. When they fell apart and I outgrew them (oh, happy day!) mum said she'd get me some new ones. I have no idea why she didn't take me to the shops (and didn't query it) but she came home with the exact same shoes in a bigger size.

I sobbed. Mum was furious when I finally told her just how much I hated those shoes but the upside was that I was allowed to choose my own shoes after that.

My DH had a similar childhood ilovedragonflies.
Like yours some childhoods were and still are so tough. It is so sad.

My parents and brother were my biggest childhood disappointments.
Two aggressive bullies and a narcissist.

I loved The Bobsey Twins books. I had the annual one Christmas and read every one of their books in my local library. My brother had a Davey Crockett hat. It had a tail down the back. Think it might have been modeled on a racoon! Even though in our 70's now, we can still sing the theme tune. Also, the first line if Champion the Wonder Horse - but that's for another thread. TV tunes we remember!

I was twelve when my school organised a trip to the Festival of Britain. My aunt/ guardian wouldn’t let me go. She was a mean spirited person. Then my adult cousin was going and said he would take me. Again NO. I was one of the few that didn’t go. The ones that didn’t go were mainly going later with parents.The aunt in question was - I found out - not a blood relation. That was much later. My father and grandfather were different people. Naughty ,y Mum and Grandma.

I was in love with the Lone Ranger

Roy Rogers was my heartthrob Grannylynj.

I was about 4 years old, I always looked forward to Thursday nights when my weekly babysitter Elaine would come to sit for my parents weekly night out.
Imagine my excitement when I was told that Elaine was bringing her boyfriend a “Teddy Boy” with her.

I spent ages watching and waiting at the window for Elaine and her Teddy Boy.

What a disappointment when this greasy, spotty lad in a long jacket and drainpipe trousers turned up.

He wasn’t all yellow and fluffy at all.

Whingey

How many ears has Dr Spock got? 3 the right ear the left ear and the final front ear

Funny !

(but dont get Dr. Spock and Mr. Spock mixed up).

Some of my friends at school were saying how nice yoghurt was and I'd never had it. I asked my granny if she could buy it for me. It tasted terrible and sour, as it was plain yoghurt not the nice fruit ones that she bought.

boheminan

For my 10th birthday I wanted a bike, more than 'wanted', I was desperate for a 'Pink Witch' bike, which were the rage at the time. I was duly given an obviously very much used black bike, I still remember the disappointment.

I feel your pain. I desperately wanted a BMX bike for so long. My parents wouldn't let me because they "were for boys".
I should be grateful, I know, but I ended up being bought a blue shopper type bike. 😞😞
I treated it like I would have done with a BMX, rode it on the track and did stunts on it. Needless to say it didn't last very long!

A family friend returned from a long trip abroad. He brought my mother a beautiful Snowstorm from Genoa. My young twin brothers recieved Davy Crocket outfits. I was given a black board and easel!! I was ten years old!! My disappointment was beyond words. Especially when our friend said he almost bought me a life size (American) walking, talking doll, but he thought I was too old for a doll.

One Christmas,I was about 10 and I received six different manicure sets from various relatives. I remember being really upset and my parents took me out after Christmas to buy some “Chalet school” books as compensation.
Also remember listening to Mrs Dale’s diary on the wireless in my darkened bedroom when I had measles quite badly and wasn’t allowed to read ..

Where to start! One occasion was a promised trip to the pantomime. We never had holidays or days out. I was so envious of children who went on trips to the pantomime with their dads' work, especially since they told me they were all given a box of chocolates.

When I was about 10, a friend was going on such a trip and told me I could go along. I was thrilled. We got on the coach and some of the parents who realised they were one seat short. My friend's mum pointed at me and said 'You'll have to get off. You're not part of this group.'. They put me off, in the dark, alone and I had to find my own way home.

That's awful Kate!. What cruel thoughtless people.

They were indeed.

Age about 3 remember feeling I had been born into a fairy land and this land was full of beauty and love . I was so excited to be here . I longed to grow big to experience this glorious fairy world . It was a crushing blow as I did grow big to watch and hear unpleasant things around me . Always a highly sensitive child and young woman I've smiled back at the child I was and why would I have believed I had come into a world of fantasy . Sadly it's always been a disapointment.

Kate that was beyond cruel. So sorry this happened to you.

Thank you. Unfortunately it was just one of many childhood traumas.