nighttowll
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As someone who almost drowned as a child, I've got to say leaving kids unsupervised in the ocean is a bad idea.
I was a very strong swimmer and learned at a you age. Luckily, we had a rule that there was no swimming without adult supervision. This saved my life. The incident had nothing to do with my ability to swim. Like most drownings it was the result of unforeseen unlikely circumstances coming together to create a bad situation, and that's all it takes. If me and my friend had been swimming alone, I would have drowned. Because we weren't, an adult was able to rescue me. Probably one of the scariest experiences of my life. I remember being under the water and not being able to get to the surface or breathe and feeling like I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I thought I was going to die.
In my opinion, just because you are a good swimmer, have a life vest, or even are an adult, it is always best to have a buddy. It is too easy for something to go wrong - cramp, stingray, unforeseen drop off, large wave, strong current, slip and fall, ....
I wouldn't put myself at risk by going alone, so why would I let a child? That's not helicopter parenting to me. That is basic safety.
As for kids having the run of the ship, I think that's more a case by case basis kind of thing as far as if I'd feel comfortable or not. I'm a big one for teaching personal responsibility at a young age and usually give out more freedom to kids than most preferring real life consequences to teach the lesson where it can be done safely.
I didn't grow up way back when, but I definitely had the run of the neighborhood and all that. In general, the kids in my neighborhood had a lot of freedom and roamed all around together and everyone felt safe. However, due to this laid back attitude I ended up in a few dangerous situations where I was lucky nothing happened.
One time a car tried to pick me and a friend up. Can't remember how old we were, but we were under 10. Luckily, we had been taught to stay way back up in the yard from the street and never go down to a car ever for any reason. I remember very clearly being taught there is never a reason an adult needs a child's help for anything if anyone in a car stops and talks to you, go get an adult. Adults don't ask children for directions. I remember that popped into my head when it happened. We found out later after we talked to the police that a pedophile had been picking up young girls in the neighborhood.
Then there was another time that me and some friends went exploring in an empty house we had been told to stay clear of. What the adults hadn't told us was that there was a group using it as a crack house, and the neighborhood had been working with police to resolve the situation, but it wasn't yet.
Another time we were playing in a construction lot unsupervised and a friend dropped a large board with rusty nails on me and tore my arm open from shoulder to elbow.
Looking back, I'm beginning to think its a miracle I survived, and honestly, we didn't live in a bad neighborhood or anything. We actually lived in a pretty nice middle class neighborhood. Two story brick houses, picket fences, a policeman one door down, a sherif on the other side, Dr. across the street. People just always think it can't happen here until it does.
I was a very strong swimmer and learned at a you age. Luckily, we had a rule that there was no swimming without adult supervision. This saved my life. The incident had nothing to do with my ability to swim. Like most drownings it was the result of unforeseen unlikely circumstances coming together to create a bad situation, and that's all it takes. If me and my friend had been swimming alone, I would have drowned. Because we weren't, an adult was able to rescue me. Probably one of the scariest experiences of my life. I remember being under the water and not being able to get to the surface or breathe and feeling like I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I thought I was going to die.
In my opinion, just because you are a good swimmer, have a life vest, or even are an adult, it is always best to have a buddy. It is too easy for something to go wrong - cramp, stingray, unforeseen drop off, large wave, strong current, slip and fall, ....
I wouldn't put myself at risk by going alone, so why would I let a child? That's not helicopter parenting to me. That is basic safety.
As for kids having the run of the ship, I think that's more a case by case basis kind of thing as far as if I'd feel comfortable or not. I'm a big one for teaching personal responsibility at a young age and usually give out more freedom to kids than most preferring real life consequences to teach the lesson where it can be done safely.
I didn't grow up way back when, but I definitely had the run of the neighborhood and all that. In general, the kids in my neighborhood had a lot of freedom and roamed all around together and everyone felt safe. However, due to this laid back attitude I ended up in a few dangerous situations where I was lucky nothing happened.
One time a car tried to pick me and a friend up. Can't remember how old we were, but we were under 10. Luckily, we had been taught to stay way back up in the yard from the street and never go down to a car ever for any reason. I remember very clearly being taught there is never a reason an adult needs a child's help for anything if anyone in a car stops and talks to you, go get an adult. Adults don't ask children for directions. I remember that popped into my head when it happened. We found out later after we talked to the police that a pedophile had been picking up young girls in the neighborhood.
Then there was another time that me and some friends went exploring in an empty house we had been told to stay clear of. What the adults hadn't told us was that there was a group using it as a crack house, and the neighborhood had been working with police to resolve the situation, but it wasn't yet.
Another time we were playing in a construction lot unsupervised and a friend dropped a large board with rusty nails on me and tore my arm open from shoulder to elbow.
Looking back, I'm beginning to think its a miracle I survived, and honestly, we didn't live in a bad neighborhood or anything. We actually lived in a pretty nice middle class neighborhood. Two story brick houses, picket fences, a policeman one door down, a sherif on the other side, Dr. across the street. People just always think it can't happen here until it does.