Teachers are NOT to insult but encourage, motivate and help students develop to their best!! I being a teacher abhor anyone who insults or belittles... that is NO joke ... I am very sorry you went through that and I can only say this to you, what happened in the past cannot be changed but you can today make peace with that embracing the fact that you were a child and the insult has had a subsconcious impact on you I am sure about that. The teacher's example ... is NOT to be followed and you should not let that experience make you think less of yourself and your abilities but let it go resting asure you have now the knowledge and wisdom to be a better and more encouraging and motivating influence than she could have ever have!! Sharing this is a way to acknowledge the adult's shameful behaviour and highlights how strong you are now by sharing it and helping others see their own experiences with incompetent teachers! Stay strong cool and attractive like only you can do!!
Frank James I was 11. Same exact thing. Got in front of the school, and they gave me my first word, “accept”. I spelled “except” instead. I was crushed. The next year I won a current events challenge, same thing, I was to rep for the class. I gave my spot to the runner up instead. -INFJ
Bad memories. I didn’t do that to my kids People need to stand on their own merit and compete with themselves not be put on a position of sheer humiliation
@@FrankJames "The biggest mistake...second only to making this channel" XD I love your sense of humor XD Missing videos for cool people, so have to watch old ones ( since there are no new)
@@tipsy_papa_bob1322 Yes, Frank's *decision* to start a RUclips channel *was* a good decision, and Frank's RUclips channel itself still *IS* a good RUclips channel! 😄
@@tipsy_papa_bob1322 No worries! 😂 You helped me realize that I needed to clarify what I meant in my first comment, so I found your comment helpful! Thanks! 🤗🌟👍 I hope you have a great day! 🌈☀️
If I have learned anything from life, it is that weak students are highlighted for their achievements and good students are highlighted for their failures.
This is not funny even a bit.. He's sharing a pain deeply rooted from his childhood with us because he felt this is a safe place and he deserves to have it.. Respect that please .
@@llnoche Making jokes and having a laugh about problems, be them past or present, is a good, healthy coping mechanism, and it shows no disrespect to the issue whatsoever. Lack if respect is obvious, easy to spot, and it definitely is not this. Edit : It's ok if you didn't find it funny, you can even say it, but there is nothing that shows that the commenter showed lack of respect.
I know this is supposed to be somewhat humourous, but just imagine what a great world we would live in, if all kids could say that this was the darkest day of their childhood
If you’d spelt it correctly, you wouldn’t be here on RUclips entertaining us with your hilarious and creative psychoanalytical sceches. That pivotal moment was a blessing in disguise, and things wouldn’t be the same without it. 1999 gave rise to a comic genius, a legend, an incandescent inspiration for introverts everywhere. You rock, FJ. 😎✨👍🏻
Dear FJ, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve to be called an idiot for getting the spelling of 'sketch' wrong. you're a good guy and I'm sure you were a great child. your determination, the way you quizzed yourself to be ready, you were such a good child. No good teacher should ever say such to a student. if it means anything, I'm sorry. i wish i could have been there to give you a hug, like my sister gave me when i had my darkest day. FJ you are intelligent, funny, cool, special, interesting, remarkable and exceptional. Don't ever let anyone make you feel less than you are. No matter what never stop being You and don't ever give up on yourself. You're a blessing to your beautiful wife and son, to this personality community and to me. Just stay cool and attractive okay? I'll be praying for you. - SEA🙂
I don't know how you came out with this idea for a video, but I really love it! The way that you told the whole story without laughing (except for the end) was amazing. For some reason I laughed at the first "You, idiot" and then I felt bad for it. 😪 That shows you're a great actor. Congratulations, little FJ! 😎 Sketch, huh? And isn't it ironic, don't you think? 🎶
Beautiful and sad story. School can be so traumatizing. It's made to force conformity, not encourage. It's meant to brow beat a child into behaviors that suit...???
FJ should turn his life into an autobiography named "Stay Cool and Attractive". Also, I relate to this whole experience. I was in a spelling bee and I had studied the complicated words. I got the word 'kneel' and I spelled 'meal' because I heard it wrong. Since then, the whole school made fun of me and always mocked me for that. I got over it, but I always wonder what would've happened if I had gotten the word right. Raise your hand if you really want a time machine to go back in time.
INFJ here too. I was age 8. My word was “NINGUÉM” (nobody); we had to write it on the blackboard. I missed out on the second “N”: I wrote “NIGUÉM” in front of the whole classroom! They all laughed. I went back to my place, feeling like a nobody. Or worse: feeling like a “obody”! (LOL)
[After reading the title] Me: He's going to delve into some deep dark secrets. Some tragedy or trauma that really impacted him, shaped him into the man he is today. FJ: So anyways I flunked a spelling bee.
I was shamed at age 10 in front of hundreds of parents in the auditorium playing Paul Revere and given only one line for an entire scene I thought was going to be about one line. What was I supposed to do, ad lib, wtf? I froze. Anyway, two sides of a coin I've learned since badly playing Paul. Focus on your strengths & manage your weaknesses; never get arrogant nor complacent with what you're good at. I've seen and read about many people who've sunk their real lives doing the opposite.
Oh my goodness. The moment I heard “spelling bee”, I knew exactly where this story was going😫 this exact thing happened to me, only my word was “glimpse” and I was in third grade. I remember and randomly think about it to this day. I feel the same deep shame in the pit of my soul every time I think about it! #INFJUnite
Omg. One of the most traumatic day in my childhood also involved spelling in school. I forgot to study for one spelling test and I only realised that when I reached my class that morning. I aced every one of my tests before that and I wasnt ready to deal with a break in that streak. So I refused to stand up for morning greeting that day so that we couldnt proceed to the test. My teacher got so mad she scooped me up and placed my crying ass on a seat infront of dozens of my mates in another class who were having their breakfast in this makeshift canteen. I could never forget how I felt on that seat sobbing the shit out while pairs of bewildered eyes landed on me. I was 5.
In Grade 5 I misspelled "privilege" and never forgot it. In terms of being chosen for competitions, mine had been math ones and…I was terrible. And this had been for interschool stuff. But 2nd worst day of childhood had been to realize at age 6/grade 1 that I was a financial burden; the worst day was around age 9/grade 4. Certain experiences as younglings just stick, don't they.
There I was playing in the yard with my truckies. It was a great day -- Maypo for breakfast, followed by the Three Stooges and cartoons, then coloring and puzzles. Then lunch, then goofing around in the yard with my truckies and burning ants with a magnifying glass (I hadn't figured out matches yet). So, later, my dad comes out and says, "Get inside and take a bath, you're going to school tomorrow!" It was all downhill from there. So anyway, there I was -- four and a half years old humping 10 city blocks back and forth (past a cemetery) to kindergarten by myself. So the last half-hour of kindergarten was freestyle play. I used to go over by the window and get the airplane puzzle and put that together in the light of the windows, away from the other kids. But one day, I felt this rumble in my abdomen. After a minute or so it subsided. Another 10 minutes went by, and this time it was a cramp and it kind of gave me a signal, but I figured school's going to be out soon. Another 10 minutes goes by, and this time it was a severe cramp. I barely settled it down at this point. We were all directed to assemble in our assigned seats and wait for the bell. As I was sitting there, a fourth and final(!) rumble occurred and out it came, quietly. Fortunately, I was wearing my winter corduroy pants but the odor was unmistakable and miasmic. Susie, sat right across from me. I noticed her nasal vibrissae shrank back and burned away. Her face was turning green. She put up her hand. My teacher, Mrs Weiler said, "Yes, Susie?" And just like the old EF Hutton commercial (you could hear a pin drop, because of silence), she says, "Mrs. Weiler, Raymond poo-pooed his pants!" Now every set of eyes was on me, as a bead of sweat formed on my brow (sitting at my table begging for that bell to ring). Mrs. Weiler said, "Raymond ... did you poo-poo your pants?" I looked her straight in the eye (as Susie slowly asphyxiated) and said, "No, Mrs. Weiler." Another minute or two and the bell rang! Of course, I was lucky when I stood up that the ol' underpants contained the whole thing as I was packin'! So off I went on the 10 block walk straight home. But it didn't end there. As embarrassed as I was, I figured I can get rid of the evidence(!). So I went upstairs to the bathroom, took off my clothes, cleaned up and flushed everything down the toilet (underwear too!). So I figured, wow, this is great! But, a half hour later, my mother called me down and I figured what(?), she got a call from the teacher or something? She said, "Raymond, why did I just find a pair of your underwear stuffing up the second floor bathroom toilet?" So I told her the whole story. She was nice and sympathetic but told me next time, come talk to me. And I did. I certify the above story is 100% true.
that must have been tough to go through. anyway - thanks for the education. if i'm ever in another spelling bee - and they ask me to spell VIBRISSAE - i'm all set !
I'll never forget how one time in third grade I forgot that 7x10 = 70. Everyone was looking at me, I got nervous, I didn't know and everyone was laughing at me. POOR ME
Being put in the spotlight and the social pressure of it I would have totally blanked out and possibly fainted. I think you have more than made up for it now JF. Where are those other kids today? You got the last and best laugh.
I know many others have gone through something like this but I can confidently say that as an INFJ, this triggers a couple memories that I also blow up the proportions of 😂😂
Very glad you laughed at that given the number of children globally facing war, hunger, abuse, etc. You know.... real trauma vs. a moment of embarrassment.
That's kind of a shitty thing to say. Of course there are varying degrees of trauma out there. It doesn't erase his experience or reduce the impact it had on him as a child (even if it sounds kind of ridiculous as an adult, and we can all laugh about it now). When someone opens up about something that hurt them in the past or "scarred" them, even jokingly, do you always remind them of greater suffering out there in the world and tell them to eat their words? Probably not. Online is no different.
INFJ here. Since grade school, always played sports to fit in. Considered myself a very good athlete. (Some were better, but was Top 5% of my grade.) Went to "fastball" baseball try-outs by myself in about 7th grade. My single mother knew nothing about baseball. She did not attend. So, with no training and no coaching, I went to tryouts at the encouragement of my friends who "knew" I would make the team. During, my "at-bats" (to prove myself worthy to make the team), I could not hit the ball even once. The adult coach tried his best to serve up some easy ones. It did not help, and even added to my embarrassment. I was totally ashamed. After that, I never walked onto a a baseball diamond to play fast pitch baseball. (Did play softball as an adult, so probably not too scarred. lol) There is, however, a real upside. In the 15 years I coached youth soccer, I always "over-prepared" for practices and games and I put a great deal of emphasis in placing the most inexperienced players in a position where they could feel success. This produced some of the most magical moments ever. Such as when the "timid player" rises above his own expectations, scores the winning goal and feels the adoration of friends and family for being "the winner!" Truly a great INFJ sports moment!
Multi year school spelling champ here, finally made it in middle school to the final small group in the state bee. I was asked to spell volatile and I was so glad I got this easy word. A cinch. Had it in the bag. Only a few more people had to get knocked out and then if head to the Scripps National Spelling Bee. And she said my spelling was incorrect. And of course I knew how to spell it. I spelled it again. She said my first spelling was volitile. But it totally wasn't. I said a. I'd already been eliminated. I was so confused why they heard it wrong. Later on I realosed it was probably just my weird accent and I didn't anunciate enough. Never forgot😭 🤣
The darkest day of my life was when one of my older brothers drew an Easter egg with patterns on it. He told me that this was a colouring competition and that whoever wins gets a prize. My competitor was my sister who is a year younger. I asked my brother where is she? He said she was in another room, so as to separate us, so we can make the competition more exciting. After finishing colouring my egg, I was to go to the play room, and show my picture to him, so he can judge the winner. I eagerly took my time colouring in this Easter egg, making sure I was doing such a fine job, that I would surely win. It was time to submit my fine art to my older brother and receive my prize. I walked down the hall, heart pumping as my anticipation grew. Upon entering the play room, my two older brothers were holding up a large blanket, as they were hiding behind it. They immediately wrapped the blanket around me, trapping me inside. It was suddenly dark. It was a booby trap! I couldn’t see, nor could I breath. They picked me up and locked me in the antique cupboard which had a lock and key. I was locked in there for hours. It was dark. I screamed and screamed “let me out, let me out”! I felt like I couldn’t breathe. They finally let me out, because it was only a matter of time before my mum would have found out, which would have caused them to cop a flogging from my dad using his belt. I am now 46 and still suffer from claustrophobia. Neither of my brothers even remember that incident. It was just a silly prank to them. ...Ok I lied about being locked in there for hours. It was only five minutes or so, but that five minutes felt like hours. And the psychological damage was already done.
In middle school we had a sort of presentation about bullying with a quizz at the end. My teachers chose me (as I did well in tests on paper and was a quiet kid that wouldn't troll I guess) and another student. Either I didn't press the buzzer quick enough or I got the answer completely wrong. I learned then "I can't do anything right when people are watching" and never developed that skill. It was just one of the many cringefests I still remember from my childhood and teenage years.
I quit clarinet because I wasn't allowed to practice at home, because of how awful it sounded. I got way behind so told my teacher that stress and family life were getting in the way and that I had to quit for that reason. She was disappointed and I was ashamed of myself.
I was there playing ode to joy on stage 😂 as others played more complex pieces from classical music. I battled through stage fright and told people ive only been learning for like 2 months. Worst day of my life and i never got encouragement cause I have no true friends and still have none to this day 😀
Same as me with drama. Stage fright is horrible. You could always pick it up again now. I know someone who wanted to quit his music degree due to that reason, but he had hypnotherapy which really helped him. He’s an accomplished saxophonist now.
I'm sure I'm not the only one here who loves the fact you made this RUclips channel... And Yes.. you never know what your life could have been if you'd gotten that correct... The "what if" is one of the most plaguing thoughts a person can have... This coming from someone who had a messed up childhood.. I repeatedly ask myself who I'd be if things hadn't happened... But like you.. I'll never know..the best we can do is accept who we are now..all the pieces of our lives that has made us the people we are today.. You seemed to have turned out a very bright young man 😊 and you're very funny on top of that, you have all these people on here that love watching your creations, and maybe you aren't where you want to be in your life right now, but that doesn't mean you won't reach it. Thank you for sharing this with us, take care of yourself.
Yay for FJ story times 👏 Man, this brings me back to when I (and other students) won a spelling bee in 5th grade. Our prize was to choose a hat out of a bag that my teacher was collecting over the years. They were all trucker hats and we all thought we were so cool sporting our old trucker hats around. I can't help but to cringe and laugh about that now 😅. Messing up on the simplest things is my speciality. I feel your pain boi. You should do more of these storytime videos! Maybe make a Sunday storytime coffee chat series? Thanks for sharing a part of your childhood with us.
I get this. I remember the word by which I lost the class spelling bee in second grade, and the word by which I won the grade spelling bee in sixth grade. These details stay with you.
This is so sad. Pls sub to my channel 😪infj.me/sub
its a trappp
Why is the ending hanging that way?
Thank you Francky ! It's important to see that side from you as INFJ's ... we carry our both sides
Teachers are NOT to insult but encourage, motivate and help students develop to their best!! I being a teacher abhor anyone who insults or belittles... that is NO joke ... I am very sorry you went through that and I can only say this to you, what happened in the past cannot be changed but you can today make peace with that embracing the fact that you were a child and the insult has had a subsconcious impact on you I am sure about that. The teacher's example ... is NOT to be followed and you should not let that experience make you think less of yourself and your abilities but let it go resting asure you have now the knowledge and wisdom to be a better and more encouraging and motivating influence than she could have ever have!! Sharing this is a way to acknowledge the adult's shameful behaviour and highlights how strong you are now by sharing it and helping others see their own experiences with incompetent teachers! Stay strong cool and attractive like only you can do!!
Frank James I was 11. Same exact thing. Got in front of the school, and they gave me my first word, “accept”. I spelled “except” instead. I was crushed. The next year I won a current events challenge, same thing, I was to rep for the class. I gave my spot to the runner up instead. -INFJ
The darkest day of my childhood was when there was a solar eclipse.
I've never laughed so hard at a comment 😂
you sir you win
Hilarious.
😂😂😂
The darkest day in Fire Nation history...
Good to see that other people are still traumatised by these kinds of things in their childhood 😂
Brings back memories
Bad memories. I didn’t do that to my kids People need to stand on their own merit and compete with themselves not be put on a position of sheer humiliation
"Good to see" hahahhaa well, yes it's good to see because it's relatable lol
yep!!!
Yeah😂
You are an entertaining storyteller. Keep doing these sort of fireside chats of stories from the life of FJ. 🙂
Hey thanks! I will!
These will be pure gold, like this one :3
@@FrankJames "The biggest mistake...second only to making this channel" XD I love your sense of humor XD
Missing videos for cool people, so have to watch old ones ( since there are no new)
""....my heart beating in my chest..."
Well, I should hope so, otherwise it really would have been the darkest day of your childhood
Without even thinking, the words "I should hope so" where out my mouth after he said "my heart beating in my chest." 😂
Lol made me laugh. Great comment!!
Lmao....so many hilarious people here - great humour!!! Thank you for brightening my day.
Just commented the same thing sort of. I should have known someone else would have first lol
@@thousandfootdeepend1278 I know. I thought "where you'd expect it to be" 😉
Sounds scechy
"It was perhaps the worst decision of my life... Other than starting this RUclips channel" lol
😪
@@FrankJames No way, bb!! Starting this RUclips channel was the BEST! 🌟❤👍✨
@@tipsy_papa_bob1322 Yes, Frank's *decision* to start a RUclips channel *was* a good decision, and Frank's RUclips channel itself still *IS* a good RUclips channel! 😄
@@cierahayes I apologise, the asterisks confused me there 😂
@@tipsy_papa_bob1322 No worries! 😂 You helped me realize that I needed to clarify what I meant in my first comment, so I found your comment helpful! Thanks! 🤗🌟👍 I hope you have a great day! 🌈☀️
The ego was defeated but the spirit was enhanced. You where blessed.
This perspective is everything❤️
I read this comment before watching the video and I thought the video was really really really serious.
@@cheshtasagar8498 it was serious don't let him fool you
7:40 _press this timestamp for cuteness overload_
The year was 1999. I was born. FJ was humiliated. Correlation is not equal to causation lol.
I am five years younger than you
I was born the year after🙄 I'm a baby!!!!😧😧😧🤫
You sweet summer children....all of you, including Frank ;)
-the ancient one ⏳
On behalf of all Millennials...Gen Z’ers. ...”””Welcome TO THE MACHINE!!!!....“”
(Look it up, It’s an old song by Pink Floyd)
Good one
If I have learned anything from life, it is that weak students are highlighted for their achievements and good students are highlighted for their failures.
And thats the ever-relatable story of how a childhood complex feeds into ones career choice
To make comedy scetches
Or in my case, over-analyzing the people around me led to analyzing data trends
@@FrankJames😂😂😂😂😂😂
INFJs in 3 am trying to sleep be like
Hasann😁😁
6am*
@@phyliciaashlynn4234 That's more like it!
This is not funny even a bit..
He's sharing a pain deeply rooted from his childhood with us because he felt this is a safe place and he deserves to have it..
Respect that please .
@@llnoche Making jokes and having a laugh about problems, be them past or present, is a good, healthy coping mechanism, and it shows no disrespect to the issue whatsoever.
Lack if respect is obvious, easy to spot, and it definitely is not this.
Edit : It's ok if you didn't find it funny, you can even say it, but there is nothing that shows that the commenter showed lack of respect.
3rd grade spelling bee: I got knocked out with the word "anxious."
For me it was the word “narrow”.... still haunts me to this day 😂😂
Mine was “Quarrel”. Yours is a sick joke sent from the universe 😭 borderline bullying
state level and i lost to delicious
For me it was Angle. ...not “Angel” :(
For me it was the word "shouldn't", I forgot to say apostrophe. 😭😂
*listening intensely to see if we have a shared experience*
Every video he makes lol
You can't scare me with that thumbnail I WAS WORRIED FOR YOU
I know this is supposed to be somewhat humourous, but just imagine what a great world we would live in, if all kids could say that this was the darkest day of their childhood
Lol I hate it but I’m a bit jealous...
sigh
Indeed.
yeah we are fucked in the 3rd world
Don't worry Frank.. I truly couldn't even read until I almost made high school.. and to be honest, Mi spilling is sill cropp.
😂😂😂 I feel so much better now 😂
Ottocorrekt sux, I can't tupe
i haz lisdexia......
Me too
Iam in the 2nd year studing dentistry and my spilling sucks 🙂🙂🙂😂😂😂😂😂😂
He lost a opportunity by spelling the 'sketch' incorrect but now he is flourishing by make 'sketches' on RUclips, what an irony.
I can’t explain it but I feel like if I ever get to hug him everything will make sense?
WHAT
You mean as in, you hug him and through physical contact his memories or his thoughts would transfer on to you?
Yikes.
Oh. My. Gosh. This is too true
It's cuz he's an INFJ y'all 😂
Definitely an underrated thing about infj humor is the dry Ni monotone 😂😂
this was actually tragic and i felt it
You are so brave and so real.
In the world of falsehood I can still find something real here. thank you.
7:39 Well, sure it's good to know INFJs have "creepy villain" laughs too.
FJ made up for it by becoming an excellent sketch writer! ❤😂😊
His acting skills are remarkable, the way he talks and his facial expressions 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
that's ur boy fj
If they ever do a remake of Flashdance there is only one man that can display the range of emotions needed to play the lead.
Is he acting?? don't think so.. because being an INFJ I always share my childhood story to my reflected self looking at the mirror, just like this..
Is the story not real??
@@apekshyadhakal3067 omg i do too.. i feel like i host my life story for myself by myself
His laugh at the end!❤️
I love how you laughed at the end like it was nothing in that moment😂
A sure sign you got over it!
If you’d spelt it correctly, you wouldn’t be here on RUclips entertaining us with your hilarious and creative psychoanalytical sceches.
That pivotal moment was a blessing in disguise, and things wouldn’t be the same without it. 1999 gave rise to a comic genius, a legend, an incandescent inspiration for introverts everywhere.
You rock, FJ. 😎✨👍🏻
I feel this dark atmosphere soo well well done man💙
Dear FJ, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve to be called an idiot for getting the spelling of 'sketch' wrong. you're a good guy and I'm sure you were a great child. your determination, the way you quizzed yourself to be ready, you were such a good child. No good teacher should ever say such to a student. if it means anything, I'm sorry. i wish i could have been there to give you a hug, like my sister gave me when i had my darkest day.
FJ you are intelligent, funny, cool, special, interesting, remarkable and exceptional. Don't ever let anyone make you feel less than you are. No matter what never stop being You and don't ever give up on yourself. You're a blessing to your beautiful wife and son, to this personality community and to me. Just stay cool and attractive okay? I'll be praying for you.
- SEA🙂
I don't know how you came out with this idea for a video, but I really love it! The way that you told the whole story without laughing (except for the end) was amazing. For some reason I laughed at the first "You, idiot" and then I felt bad for it. 😪 That shows you're a great actor. Congratulations, little FJ! 😎
Sketch, huh? And isn't it ironic, don't you think? 🎶
My whole life is now about scetches in order to compensate 😪
@@FrankJames don't worry, we all love your scetches! 😅
I was enjoying REMZEE's remake ! :)
@@FrankJames )))) XD
@@FrankJames Dont worry youre stekches are addicting
If that was the darkest day of your childhood, then you must have had a pretty good childhood. Wish I could say the same.
When u're INFJ and feel like "I did this right? Ok moving on, whatever..." "I failed? I think my life is over"
Right on.
Heh, yeah, I wish it wasn't true
I think that happens for INFP too lok
Beautiful and sad story. School can be so traumatizing. It's made to force conformity, not encourage. It's meant to brow beat a child into behaviors that suit...???
FJ should turn his life into an autobiography named "Stay Cool and Attractive".
Also, I relate to this whole experience. I was in a spelling bee and I had studied the complicated words. I got the word 'kneel' and I spelled 'meal' because I heard it wrong. Since then, the whole school made fun of me and always mocked me for that. I got over it, but I always wonder what would've happened if I had gotten the word right.
Raise your hand if you really want a time machine to go back in time.
If that was the darkest day of your life, you are very fortunate and privileged!
I like it when you make yourself laugh
That's some kind of talent
INFJ here too. I was age 8. My word was “NINGUÉM” (nobody); we had to write it on the blackboard. I missed out on the second “N”: I wrote “NIGUÉM” in front of the whole classroom! They all laughed. I went back to my place, feeling like a nobody. Or worse: feeling like a “obody”!
(LOL)
[After reading the title]
Me: He's going to delve into some deep dark secrets. Some tragedy or trauma that really impacted him, shaped him into the man he is today.
FJ: So anyways I flunked a spelling bee.
I kinda assumed it was going to be a joke video
Omfg
I was shamed at age 10 in front of hundreds of parents in the auditorium playing Paul Revere and given only one line for an entire scene I thought was going to be about one line. What was I supposed to do, ad lib, wtf? I froze. Anyway, two sides of a coin I've learned since badly playing Paul. Focus on your strengths & manage your weaknesses; never get arrogant nor complacent with what you're good at. I've seen and read about many people who've sunk their real lives doing the opposite.
In 1999, an INTJ (me) was born. Cousin INFJ the darkest times will always be our shadows :)
"little FJ" is the cutest thing I've ever heard!
I feel you man. Same story here. "Upheaval" brought me down.
I think I'll carry that word to grave now.
That laugh at the end,l can feel you buddy :(
@@atsignaccount yesss..
🥺🥺🥺Your storytelling! I can feel I’m in that place too
Oh my goodness. The moment I heard “spelling bee”, I knew exactly where this story was going😫 this exact thing happened to me, only my word was “glimpse” and I was in third grade. I remember and randomly think about it to this day. I feel the same deep shame in the pit of my soul every time I think about it! #INFJUnite
SAME. It's so funny that so many of us were traumatized by the same event lmao
Omg. One of the most traumatic day in my childhood also involved spelling in school. I forgot to study for one spelling test and I only realised that when I reached my class that morning. I aced every one of my tests before that and I wasnt ready to deal with a break in that streak. So I refused to stand up for morning greeting that day so that we couldnt proceed to the test. My teacher got so mad she scooped me up and placed my crying ass on a seat infront of dozens of my mates in another class who were having their breakfast in this makeshift canteen. I could never forget how I felt on that seat sobbing the shit out while pairs of bewildered eyes landed on me. I was 5.
My word was "flamboyant" in the city-wide bee. I had never seen it spelled, so I took a shot: "flambouant."
This would also traumatize all the other INFJ's I know too. What baffles me is why this #$%^ upsets INFJ's so much…
I love how you maintain a straight face☻
I’m glad you’re here.
My favorite part of this whole video was your laugh at the end hahaha.
No one comes out of childhood unscathed
Thx for the excuse to stay awake a little longer 😂❤️
In Grade 5 I misspelled "privilege" and never forgot it. In terms of being chosen for competitions, mine had been math ones and…I was terrible. And this had been for interschool stuff. But 2nd worst day of childhood had been to realize at age 6/grade 1 that I was a financial burden; the worst day was around age 9/grade 4. Certain experiences as younglings just stick, don't they.
"The year was 1999..."
Me: Yes I know my birth was the darkest for everyone
I think you should be offended by the number of likes you have
Well i'm a '99 liner too
Lol same
ahahahjahah
I jumped when you said what she called you!
I felt all of it!
Just horrible.
So sorry you went through this.
There I was playing in the yard with my truckies. It was a great day -- Maypo for breakfast, followed by the Three Stooges and cartoons, then coloring and puzzles. Then lunch, then goofing around in the yard with my truckies and burning ants with a magnifying glass (I hadn't figured out matches yet). So, later, my dad comes out and says, "Get inside and take a bath, you're going to school tomorrow!" It was all downhill from there.
So anyway, there I was -- four and a half years old humping 10 city blocks back and forth (past a cemetery) to kindergarten by myself. So the last half-hour of kindergarten was freestyle play. I used to go over by the window and get the airplane puzzle and put that together in the light of the windows, away from the other kids. But one day, I felt this rumble in my abdomen. After a minute or so it subsided. Another 10 minutes went by, and this time it was a cramp and it kind of gave me a signal, but I figured school's going to be out soon. Another 10 minutes goes by, and this time it was a severe cramp. I barely settled it down at this point. We were all directed to assemble in our assigned seats and wait for the bell. As I was sitting there, a fourth and final(!) rumble occurred and out it came, quietly. Fortunately, I was wearing my winter corduroy pants but the odor was unmistakable and miasmic. Susie, sat right across from me. I noticed her nasal vibrissae shrank back and burned away. Her face was turning green. She put up her hand. My teacher, Mrs Weiler said, "Yes, Susie?" And just like the old EF Hutton commercial (you could hear a pin drop, because of silence), she says, "Mrs. Weiler, Raymond poo-pooed his pants!" Now every set of eyes was on me, as a bead of sweat formed on my brow (sitting at my table begging for that bell to ring). Mrs. Weiler said, "Raymond ... did you poo-poo your pants?" I looked her straight in the eye (as Susie slowly asphyxiated) and said, "No, Mrs. Weiler." Another minute or two and the bell rang! Of course, I was lucky when I stood up that the ol' underpants contained the whole thing as I was packin'! So off I went on the 10 block walk straight home. But it didn't end there.
As embarrassed as I was, I figured I can get rid of the evidence(!). So I went upstairs to the bathroom, took off my clothes, cleaned up and flushed everything down the toilet (underwear too!). So I figured, wow, this is great! But, a half hour later, my mother called me down and I figured what(?), she got a call from the teacher or something? She said, "Raymond, why did I just find a pair of your underwear stuffing up the second floor bathroom toilet?" So I told her the whole story. She was nice and sympathetic but told me next time, come talk to me.
And I did.
I certify the above story is 100% true.
lol wow
This is great storytelling, and wow your fortitude was incredible, walking home like that and everything, I bet you're hardcore af now
that must have been tough to go through.
anyway - thanks for the education.
if i'm ever in another spelling bee - and they ask me to spell VIBRISSAE - i'm all set !
Please do more story times! 😂
You can see the pain in his eyes.
This is so sad :"(
Up until you get to the end 😅
I'll never forget how one time in third grade I forgot that 7x10 = 70. Everyone was looking at me, I got nervous, I didn't know and everyone was laughing at me.
POOR ME
Frank, the way your face is dramatically lit is giving me early Beatles vibes! The contrast is fantastic! 😉👍
Being put in the spotlight and the social pressure of it I would have totally blanked out and possibly fainted. I think you have more than made up for it now JF. Where are those other kids today? You got the last and best laugh.
I love your brain and your humour and your vocabulary and your creativity and your heart. You rock, Frank!! 😍😍 Sorry for your pain in that moment.
Bless you
How am I supposed to sleep now with the weight of your deepest, darkest day rattling around in my head?
This hit home for me. My word was "success". Spelled it with 1 c and spelled it with snarky confidence too.
I know many others have gone through something like this but I can confidently say that as an INFJ, this triggers a couple memories that I also blow up the proportions of 😂😂
FJ I need more videos on this playlistttttt they’re the bomb .commmm
You could have been president 😭
Constance Perkins FJ for president 🇺🇸 Why not?
@@tenthousanddaysofgratitude Absolutely, why not?
You are exactly where you're meant to be. If here was not where you were meant to be, then how could you be here?
This whole video is literally what it’s like for me at 2 AM when I’m thinking about the most embarrassing moments of my past.
INFJ feeling all the traima of FJ's past as he recalls his pain
Very glad you laughed at that given the number of children globally facing war, hunger, abuse, etc. You know.... real trauma vs. a moment of embarrassment.
Good point!
Eh come on now
That's kind of a shitty thing to say. Of course there are varying degrees of trauma out there. It doesn't erase his experience or reduce the impact it had on him as a child (even if it sounds kind of ridiculous as an adult, and we can all laugh about it now). When someone opens up about something that hurt them in the past or "scarred" them, even jokingly, do you always remind them of greater suffering out there in the world and tell them to eat their words? Probably not. Online is no different.
@@gtgrandom This was definitely a joke tho. Not even FJ thinks this literal trauma, trust me.
Whew thank goodness for the laugh at the end! Scared me, I knew he didn't miss scetch! Ha!
This is like an Ingmar Bergman film. I identify with you, man.
My word was "cemetery"........ Is it "cemetery"... or "cemetary"???
Yes my fellow INFJ, it haunts me to this day.
And that's what happens when you only give 100% 😔
And you're making sketches now :)👍👍👍
A poignant sketch of pathos if I've ever seen one.
INFJ here. Since grade school, always played sports to fit in. Considered myself a very good athlete. (Some were better, but was Top 5% of my grade.) Went to "fastball" baseball try-outs by myself in about 7th grade. My single mother knew nothing about baseball. She did not attend. So, with no training and no coaching, I went to tryouts at the encouragement of my friends who "knew" I would make the team. During, my "at-bats" (to prove myself worthy to make the team), I could not hit the ball even once. The adult coach tried his best to serve up some easy ones. It did not help, and even added to my embarrassment. I was totally ashamed. After that, I never walked onto a a baseball diamond to play fast pitch baseball. (Did play softball as an adult, so probably not too scarred. lol) There is, however, a real upside. In the 15 years I coached youth soccer, I always "over-prepared" for practices and games and I put a great deal of emphasis in placing the most inexperienced players in a position where they could feel success. This produced some of the most magical moments ever. Such as when the "timid player" rises above his own expectations, scores the winning goal and feels the adoration of friends and family for being "the winner!" Truly a great INFJ sports moment!
Mother: “Spell ‘ostensible.’
FJ: “O s t e n s i b l e”
Mother: “Spell ‘other things.’
FJ: “O t h e r T h i n g s”
It was just like that
😂
first ya gotta say the word..then ya spell it..then ya say it again...redundant, yes, but.that's how it goes..
Multi year school spelling champ here, finally made it in middle school to the final small group in the state bee. I was asked to spell volatile and I was so glad I got this easy word. A cinch. Had it in the bag. Only a few more people had to get knocked out and then if head to the Scripps National Spelling Bee. And she said my spelling was incorrect. And of course I knew how to spell it. I spelled it again. She said my first spelling was volitile. But it totally wasn't. I said a. I'd already been eliminated. I was so confused why they heard it wrong. Later on I realosed it was probably just my weird accent and I didn't anunciate enough. Never forgot😭 🤣
The darkest day of my life was when one of my older brothers drew an Easter egg with patterns on it. He told me that this was a colouring competition and that whoever wins gets a prize. My competitor was my sister who is a year younger. I asked my brother where is she? He said she was in another room, so as to separate us, so we can make the competition more exciting.
After finishing colouring my egg, I was to go to the play room, and show my picture to him, so he can judge the winner. I eagerly took my time colouring in this Easter egg, making sure I was doing such a fine job, that I would surely win.
It was time to submit my fine art to my older brother and receive my prize. I walked down the hall, heart pumping as my anticipation grew.
Upon entering the play room, my two older brothers were holding up a large blanket, as they were hiding behind it. They immediately wrapped the blanket around me, trapping me inside. It was suddenly dark. It was a booby trap!
I couldn’t see, nor could I breath. They picked me up and locked me in the antique cupboard which had a lock and key. I was locked in there for hours. It was dark. I screamed and screamed “let me out, let me out”! I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
They finally let me out, because it was only a matter of time before my mum would have found out, which would have caused them to cop a flogging from my dad using his belt.
I am now 46 and still suffer from claustrophobia. Neither of my brothers even remember that incident. It was just a silly prank to them.
...Ok I lied about being locked in there for hours. It was only five minutes or so, but that five minutes felt like hours. And the psychological damage was already done.
I like his eyes in this vid
Imagine the pinch-faced teacher that gave you words to spell on the spelling B is watching this rn
Maybe that's me....
shes smiling as she watches
This event explains why you are this way Frank.
I quit flute class when we were supposed to perform in front of the school
I did much the same with violin. Forced performance should be outlawed.
In middle school we had a sort of presentation about bullying with a quizz at the end. My teachers chose me (as I did well in tests on paper and was a quiet kid that wouldn't troll I guess) and another student. Either I didn't press the buzzer quick enough or I got the answer completely wrong. I learned then "I can't do anything right when people are watching" and never developed that skill. It was just one of the many cringefests I still remember from my childhood and teenage years.
I quit clarinet because I wasn't allowed to practice at home, because of how awful it sounded. I got way behind so told my teacher that stress and family life were getting in the way and that I had to quit for that reason. She was disappointed and I was ashamed of myself.
I was there playing ode to joy on stage 😂 as others played more complex pieces from classical music. I battled through stage fright and told people ive only been learning for like 2 months. Worst day of my life and i never got encouragement cause I have no true friends and still have none to this day 😀
Same as me with drama. Stage fright is horrible. You could always pick it up again now. I know someone who wanted to quit his music degree due to that reason, but he had hypnotherapy which really helped him. He’s an accomplished saxophonist now.
I was afraid to click on this video so much emotion could be envoked.
me when trying to fall asleep and my darkest times and moments come to my mind *all of a sudden*
@@elises8825 A bunch of disorders can bring that up but you get a point, OCD IS a bitch.
Then you bust out this channel and laugh like frank about it all
You miss 100 per cent of the shots you don't take.
Gotta still love the 11 year old you.. He took his shot🙂
The way Frank says ‘BAH-dees’ is half the reason I watch this channel
Now we know from where those fancy words keep popping.
This is so sad. Thank you for sharing this!
P.S.: Creating this YT channel was definitely not a mistake❤
I did a spelling bee and my word was trombone, and I said L instead of b in trombone.
tromlone 😪
I'm sure I'm not the only one here who loves the fact you made this RUclips channel...
And Yes.. you never know what your life could have been if you'd gotten that correct... The "what if" is one of the most plaguing thoughts a person can have...
This coming from someone who had a messed up childhood.. I repeatedly ask myself who I'd be if things hadn't happened...
But like you.. I'll never know..the best we can do is accept who we are now..all the pieces of our lives that has made us the people we are today..
You seemed to have turned out a very bright young man 😊 and you're very funny on top of that, you have all these people on here that love watching your creations, and maybe you aren't where you want to be in your life right now, but that doesn't mean you won't reach it.
Thank you for sharing this with us, take care of yourself.
Yay for FJ story times 👏
Man, this brings me back to when I (and other students) won a spelling bee in 5th grade. Our prize was to choose a hat out of a bag that my teacher was collecting over the years. They were all trucker hats and we all thought we were so cool sporting our old trucker hats around. I can't help but to cringe and laugh about that now 😅.
Messing up on the simplest things is my speciality. I feel your pain boi.
You should do more of these storytime videos! Maybe make a Sunday storytime coffee chat series?
Thanks for sharing a part of your childhood with us.
Thanks! I think I will do more!
Ok but the fact that I am also an INFJ and this exact thing happened to me, just with a different word. Diarrhoea.
I literally gasped when he said "C" instead of "K"
🤣
I'm learning new vocabulary every second of this video.
I love the way he says the word "body"
I get this. I remember the word by which I lost the class spelling bee in second grade, and the word by which I won the grade spelling bee in sixth grade. These details stay with you.