[yellowtoccata]

Share your awkward INFP moments from childhood! Many of us were classic INFP children. Here's one:

On the bus home from kindergarten, the bus drove right by my house. I was lost in a daydream but the rest of the bus started screaming, "OMG THEY PASSED YOUR HOUSE THEY PASSED YOUR HOUSE!!!" And I was like, "Did somebody say something? Was it something important?"

 

[Most Awesome Flyer]

At baseball training, we had to yell 'lossen!' (release in dutch) before catching a ball, but I was in outfield and couldnt hear it well so I thought you had to yell 'mustard' for some reason, so everyone yelled lossen when they had to catch the ball but when it was my turn I yelled MUSTARD!!!!

 

[succubus]

I was excited to make my very own cake for the very first time:

My mom told me to "take it seriously" (she's a neat freak/OCD/perfectionist and absolutely hates any type of mess...) so, I kept telling myself- "don't space out! read it carefully! the instructions are important!"

Blah, blah, blah~ then comes the part where it says to: "beat in two eggs..." so... I popped in two eggs and started to mash it up, with my bare hands, like I was beating up this annoying boy in class named Daniel... (I still remember his name... LOL!)

Anyways, it ended up as shit and I made a mess in the kitchen... my mom got mad... the end...

 

[lithium394]

When I was around 8 years old, I was watching the NBA slam dunk tournament, and I went into the bathroom to get a tissue and blow my nose, and I tried to imitate the dunker I just saw, and slam dunk the tissue into the trashcan by jumping, putting it in between my legs, and then dunking it. I slipped and had to get 4 stitches on the corner of my head :/

 

[yellowtoccata]

Ahahahaha, I love knowing that I'm not alone in my spaciness!

 

[LittleHawk]

When I was about 7 I used to have this big collapsible blackboard I could write on. The legs where long white metal tubes that clicked onto the board but came off when you were finished using it. For some reason one day I decided it would be funny to stick one on a finger of each hand and long story short...we couldn't get them off. And since we live in a small city and the hospital was a thirty minute walk I had to walk to the emergency room with these 3ft white poles stuck to my fingers with a billion bemused onlookers. -_-


Also once when I was a bit younger I was riding my bike in the front street with a plastic bag of my favourite belongings and because I was in my own little world at the time I rode my bike straight into a streetlamp and knocked myself unconscious. One of our neighbours saw me and had to escort me and my little plastic bag home and explain to my mother why one side of my face was all grazed.

 

[LuneLibre]

It was during a music theory class (i was in a choir school at that time).

I was daydreaming then the teacher asked me a question (i don't remember what, something along "how do you -insert music theory stuff-?").

In my head i wanted to answer "i don't know", but i may have actually answered "with pleasure", cause everyone started laughing.

I didn't even know what I said myself, but they told me i said that phrase, so i was kinda pissed cause i thought everyone misheard.

I don't even know now what i said that day, but it was really awkward :blushed:

 

[RobakoNMRN]

I don't remember much from my childhood, but i know that awkward is not one of my feels in my early age.

Though my parents said that for once the teacher found that I was missing in a kindergarten class,
so the teacher called my parents, searched around the school then just find me playing in a playground ALONE near(or in?) school

Oh Yeah, being Introvert and playful at young age :laughing:. I don't even remember any kindergarten friends though...

 

[tomass]

That reminds me of my little fishing mission.

I was around 7 or so when we were near this pond where my uncle had a small cottage. I was fishing over the day with him and everything was cool and fine. One really neat fishing bait was lost as it got caught in the grass near the swamp. I already secretly planned to return for the bait later and keep it for myself, since it was *that* neat.

Then the night came, parents were grilling some meat and I told them that I'll be going for a short walk, just to pond and back. Uncle told me that I should use his wading boots as the grass and everything will be wet already. So I borrowed his wading boots and proceeded with mission. I arrived to the shore of pond and saw the bait floating on it's place. So I made only a small step into the mud and tried to reach for it ...

Next thing I remember being consumed alive by the mud. It was almost up my neck and it was still dragging me down, but I was brave enough to not call for the help (the mission was secret after all). I managed to get out of the mud somehow, literally grasping by the straws. Then I was just lying for long time on the grass, exhausted, covered by mud. I certainly didn't expected to face death on my mission.

I washed the mud away from my body and went back to parents & uncle. I never told them about my secret mission and told them that I just fell into water on the pond's shore or something. Only uncle was bit angry since his wading boots needed some serious drying.

:ninja:

 

[yellowtoccata]

At baseball training, we had to yell 'lossen!' (release in dutch) before catching a ball, but I was in outfield and couldnt hear it well so I thought you had to yell 'mustard' for some reason, so everyone yelled lossen when they had to catch the ball but when it was my turn I yelled MUSTARD!!!!

BAHAHAHA, I used to study Dutch!!

 

[Silence is Golden]

-In the last day of 4th grade, I decided to correct my teacher on how to pronounce my last name. I can't really remember her exact response but it was something simple like "Oh, okay."

-My older brother took me with him to drive a girl home at 3AM. He took my dads car without permission.before we left, he ran back into the house for his wallet so I jumped into the driver seat and pretended to drive, but I actually put the car in drive and the car bumped into the corner of the garage door opening causing a small dent in the bumper. I still remember the girl's scream as she sat in the passenger seat.

-This time I called my best friend and his dad answered the phone. His dad worked a lot since he was a single parent and supported 2 kids. The dad woke up from hissleep to answer the call and said "Who's calling?" and I said "Danny". Again, he asks "WHO?" and I said "DANNY" then the dad says "Denny??" and then I just hung up the phone.

 

[Quernus]

Being so absorbed in silent reading time that I didn't notice when class and resumed and that everyone was laughing at me.

Being forced to play softball and playing catcher, the ball hit the very tip of the person's bat and somehow, some way, it flew into my open glove that I had just casually been holding out while I daydreamed about other things. Everyone was amazed and thought I did it by skill, I was really confused and in my confusion allowed a player on the other team to steal three bases.

Decorating for shit and accidentally gluing or stapling everything upside down.

Being given play-dough at a table along with the rest of the kids, at my own birthday party, not knowing what it was for but promptly shoving it into my mouth.

Letting my brother (who has cognitive delays and was mentally about 1.5 years old at the time) taste my candy Ring Pop and then he bit it off the ring entirely, I panicked and freaked out and had to try to pry his mouth open and get it out because I didn't want him to choke but he bit me so hard I bled.

Knocking a thing off a dresser and it crashed loudly and broke, so I quickly tipped the dresser over and got underneath it before my mom ran into the room so that she would feel too badly for me to punish me. It did not work.

Visiting my grandma in Canada and going for a walk with her, someone we passed lost their puppy. It got away from them. I had no idea where I was, I have no sense of direction and this was a different country, but I charged off after the puppy and followed it for a long time until I lost sight of it... and was lost. Then I had to go knock on someone's door while I was crying because I didn't know how to get back home to my grandma. But like, they couldn't help me because I didn't know her phone number either. Luckily my grandma found me quickly after that but oh man I was in trouble.

This is more to do with OCD but. I used to have obsessions that I was responsible for everything that happened and I couldn't allow bad things to happen, or do bad things, otherwise I had to confess to my mom. One time I was playing with my cousin and I remembered all of a sudden that I saw some crumbs on the kitchen floor so I ran in and started to pick them up, since leaving them there would have been bad. I saw more crumbs, which lead to more crumbs, and I was crawling around picking them all up. My cousin came to find me and asked why I was doing that, and I gave her my explanation. My uncle walked in and asked why I was doing that, and my cousin repeated what I had said: "Uh. She says she's doing it because God wants her to."

Okay the look on their faces though, even at that age made me crack up but then also I started crying...

I have many many many more

 

[Quernus]

Completely zoning out during class, then suddenly catching the gist of a sentence or two. Then raised my hand and answered what I thought was the question, but it really wasn't the question at all so what I said made no sense.

Also, sitting in class not paying attention to anything. I had to pee so badly but I was for some reason too embarrassed to raise my hand and ask. Finally when I felt I couldn't stand it anymore, I raised my hand to ask. The teacher had apparently just asked for a volunteer to pass out Clifford stickers around everyone's desk, and she thought I was volunteering. Apparently this was very important to me ??? I didn't want to clarify, I really wanted to pass out the stickers, so I did that. My urge to pee only increased and finally I walked over to her in the middle of her teaching class and whispered "can I go to the bathroom?" and she said "What?"
"May I go to the... I... oh no, I'm peeing..."
It curled around my leg as everyone watched and laughed.

 

[Runvardh]

I was late for school and picked up speed down a hill before cutting through a gas station. Now, normally I can pull through the diesel lane without any trouble since no one is usually there. This time there was a big yellow school bus in my way, and I didn't notice it until I saw a little bit of colour, then SLAM!

Scraped up my knuckles and broke one of the bones in my hand. The doctor commented that it looked like I had gotten into a scrap over a girl (I was in high school at the time). It was an entertaining experience with laughs for a number of people; but I finally learned to keep my damn head up while on my bike.

 

[Stable Genius]

I'm around seven years old. We go out for recess, and I walk to a telephone pole by myself. It's where I always walk to. I stand there and watch the other kids playing in the field. I'm alone. I only join them when another kid asks if I want to play.

 

[Purple Skies]

That moment when I was 8 and was told everyone experiences Deja Vu. Broke my heart.

Once I was so into my cartoons, that my mum had to poke me to get my attention. Apparently she had been screaming my name.

 

[Adonnus]

When I was about 10 or 11 I was on a field near my primary school. I heard some kid (who later turned out to be a weed head) saying something like "Tell the dogs to mush, mush" and I snickered "Your face looks like mush." He came over to me and calmly pressed his thumbs on my adam's apple, slowly choking me. I was, however, determined not to let his reaction to my smart comment have any effect, so I just stood there and said "Nothing happening" over again until... I sputtered it out. Fail.

For some reason I was thinking about that and cringing this morning.

When I was a kid I was pretty obsessed with animals, especially eagles. I received a DVD, "Eagle" by David Attenborough (it's really good actually I still watch it occasionally these days) from my Aunt. "Wow how did you know I wanted it!" I asked her. "A little birdy told me" she replied. Oblivious to the expression I said "And was that bird...an eagle?!" She looked at me like I was the dumbest kid in the world.

I'm sure there are hundreds more but I can't remember any more right now.

This is a great thread by the way Really stimulates all those repressed memories...

 

[SalvinaZerelda]

When I was little, like in 3rd grade, however old I was back then, apparently my mom found me playing "hide-and-seek" with myself.

I remember hanging out in this cool creepy room at my great-aunt's house, and I thought the door to the outside was open and ran straight into the glass door, splat. There were people outside watching.. distant relatives..

 

[fallindreamer]

@Rune - Haha, damn those incredible clean glass doors. I've walked into glass before as well, in a glass maze... My friends had already gotten out the other side and I was stuck inside for atleast another 5 mins. Until I was one bee line away from freedom, but unfortunately it was a glass pane. Stumbling to the left I rejoined with my group as a massive bruise was forming on my forehead.

Walking into lamp-posts was a common thing as well (have done it on a few occasions as an adult as well)

Aside from being clumsy - I remember telling all my friends that I could lift my Dad's car, with my pinky... Needless to say when they challenged me to do it I failed. (It may of been a v. vivid dream)

 

[narawithherthought]

I don't remember my childhood but I have cute moment with my nephew (5-6 years old) who I suspect INFP.

I was looking my nephew for playing or whatever reason and then I found him in my room. He was talking with himself, playing alone with his imagination. Our eyes met and he was really surprised than I don't want to make him embarrassed so I just closed my room and went to other side of my home. I smiled a little bit to go to his mom to tell this. His mom already knew this. We find this really cute though. I wonder what is like when I was child.