What have you done as a 10-year-old?
 

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Taken in Bohol, Philippines, showing a 10-year old kid performing with fire. :eek:

First a 10 year old potential arsonist, and now this!!??!!

U.S. News - 10-year-old charged with murder in friend's stabbing death

That's it...we need to lock all 10 year old kids up until they reach maturity!!! :eek::eek:


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Wow, I have led a sheltered life.
At 10, all I did was discover the element kignium and talk to aliens from the planet Zorus...:o

At age 10, I had 80 acres as my back yard, a .22 rifle, and plenty of squirrel and rabbit to keep me occupied when I wasn't tending to my chores. Life was good, and worries were few. :)

When I was 10 I lit my fist fart with a wooden match.

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You could probably hunt all year roiund, right? they were considered varmints for crops, correct?

I have thought of buying a small farm in Michigan and growing just enough corn to keep my venison stock filled all year round!

I got thrown for the first time into a railroad tie fence post and broke my collar bone at age 10. I would subsequently be thrown MANY more times, which may account for my being an inch and a half shorter than I used to be.

At age 10, I didn't care about hunting seasons, unless it meant an excused absence from school...first day of deer and first day of turkey were always accepted absences. Heck, deer season in general was an accepted excuse. Harvesting season was another accepted excuse.

At that age, and that time, in that county of Ohio, hunting permits were hardly ever had by many.

Farmers in that area would hunt year 'round for deer and other food. We had a game warden disappear one year while trying to catch the farmers poaching for deer, which is illegal. They found the game warden's body the following spring, thawing in a field. It seems that the old farmers in that county don't like having a federal game warden coming in and telling them that they can't feed their family. Ironically, his death brought 3 years of constant presence of federal officers in the area during season. It also seems that the local police officers, Junior and Willard, didn't know anything about the shooting, or the poaching for that matter. Funny how small towns work that way.

It wasn't until I was in my mid 20's that I decided to get a hunting license. The only reason was because I was hunting on public property in the northern part of the state. When I hunt on our property in southern Ohio, I rarely get a license...unless the area is teeming with gossip of another warden coming in.

That's because you are so old that lighters hadn't been invented yet. :eek::D:D:D

lets see... at 10, I'd already rebuilt several VW's...
I'd bought and sold thousands in candy and jewelry to my schoolmates...
ALMOST started a insecticide company in Iran... kinda got sidetracked by the molitov coctails and the getting shipped out of the country on a military transport plane...
butchered/assisted butchering livestock... mastered most firearms... (my dad was an expert marksman in the Air Force...)

Same here...butchered 100 chickens each year. We'd raise 300 and split the butchering between dad, my older brother, and myself.

With dad being a veteran of the Vietnam conflict, we grew up an arsenal of firearms...M1 Garands, 1911s, shotguns, 9mms, etc. I carried a H&R 9 shot .22 revolver on my hip at age 9 while berry hunting...used it to shoot snakes and the occasional attacking groundhog.

Dad made sure we knew how to strip a firearm down to parts, clean them properly and re-assemble.