Do children know more than parents? We're not talking about Ohm's law or Pythagorean theorem now. We are about knowledge that is difficult to give in to logic, and you cannot call it otherwise than mystical.
Someone talks about a rich children's imagination, someone hints at schizophrenia … We will not evaluate - we just read what parents write on social networks.
The mystery of birth
#1
Yesterday we walked with a friend in the park. And she said that she had lost her first son. And her second son once said this: “Mom, we have already come to you with God. I just forgot my suitcase. So I had to return."
# 2
Promotional video:
My daughter once said:
- Mom, it's good that I chose you!
I ask:
- Like this?
- When it was my turn, I had to choose a mother to whom I want to be born. And I chose you!
# 3
I spoke up to 3 years, then I forgot everything. Now he doesn't tell. He said that he chose us. That someone - an uncle - showed him his parents - his name was the Overseer, and that he liked us.
#4
A friend's son said that he was flying to his mother with his brother, but the brother got lost on the way. She had two fetuses, but the second did not develop, the son did not know this.
#five
My son generally has his own theory of childbirth, which he told me when he was not even 5 years old:
“A baby is growing in my mother’s belly, but he has no soul. All baby souls sit on clouds in the sky and look at the babies in their mothers tummies. To a mother who will like it, the soul descends into the tummy, and therefore each mother has exactly the baby she wanted, and each baby has exactly the mother he chose. That's why I was born to you!"
Others …
# 6
The child did not sleep in the same room (he was 2.5 years old), because some uncle touched his hand when he slept there. Sometimes even during the day he could not enter the room, because his uncle was there! I even wanted to call the priest, I believed it myself, the son was so believably hysterical.
# 7
I have my grandfather in my memory … When I told my mother in childhood how I sat on the bench with him and talked, she told me that my grandfather had died before I was born … But I remember my grandfather … And it was definitely not a dream. I was 5 years old then.
#8
My grandmother died two years ago. The next night, the daughter jumps up in the middle of the night, looks towards the door (it's dark there): “Grandma, darling, come in, sit down,” and shows next to her. So I repeated for 3 minutes. Then she fell asleep. The next morning I didn't remember.
#nine
A year and a half ago, when my niece was 4.5-5 years old, she brought my sister (her mother) a handkerchief. The very same - beautiful, cotton handkerchief - that our mother (that is, my niece's grandmother) carried with her everywhere for many years as a talisman, as a necessary attribute, as a very personal thing.
He disappeared in 2004 when our mother died. And the nephew brought it to her mom in 2015-2016 and says: "Mom, look, my aunt mom gave me what!" My sister nearly fainted. When she began to ask which aunt was my mother, the nephew said: "Well, your mother." The sister took out a photo of our mother and asked: "Did she look like this?" The niece happily replied: "Yes, she!".
#ten
When I was little, I was very surprised why my family did not believe in God. Mine were shocked by such questions: she was very small, and no one believed in the environment, it was even a shame at that time. And I laughed at them that they were so stupid and did not know the truth. I was 4.
And yet, I was very afraid to be alone at home, although mine assure that they never left. I hid from fear under the table, because an invisible man walked around the apartment and stopped at my table, stood motionless, and I looked in horror at his transparent legs in trousers and boots. I still remember this horror.
Reincarnation?
#eleven
I was sleepwalking as a child. And once dad barely had time to drag me into the apartment. At 4.5 years old, I read a poem in German in this state. My parents were shocked.
#12
An acquaintance of mine 30 years ago gave birth to a son on May 19, and when he was 7 years old he was hit to death by a car in front of his mother. 21 years later, on May 19, she had a dream: her son was playing in the garden and told her that he had prepared a gift for her and would give it to her on her 22nd birthday. She forgot about sleep, got pregnant, and on May 19, on her 22nd birthday, she gave birth, although she was supposed to give birth at the end of July.