As a kid, I used to collect beetles in a glass jar until its full, screw the cap on, and then go inside and hand it to my mom to disgust her. It always worked 😁 May she RIP.

Mine was a survival story , learned to hack into the phone directory on the outside line because we was in a hostage situation 🤣 even prisoners got more phone calls. Learned how to grow food. Taught how to fight and only to use it when necessary. Oh what else taught what herbs was edible. Knew the woods like the back of our hands. Made sleds out of boxes. Told stories so the ones we was living didn't seem so bad. Either way I am still kicking 😂