When I was like 7 or 8 years old. I was friends with some kid. Later his mom did not allow us to be play together any more (it was something along lines of me not being good enough for her son, this I found out way later). It really sucked, we were good friends.

A couple years later when I was 11. I asked my mom if the mother of my friend ever explained as to why she forbade us playing together. This is when my mother told me but she added: “Well at one point she said she was okay with it now. But I didn’t feel like this was a correct way to do things. It was not okay that this would be all on her call.”

And I didn’t feel the need to argue (which was not common for me at that age 😅) . I understood where my mom was coming from and I agreed. If that other mother forbade us from being friends she ought to stick to it and not act as some sort of mercy plead.

There is a little more detail to this story though. But it’s little bit too private to share right now. Anyway what is your childhood story where upon thinking back to it, you handled (according to you) a situation maturely for your age?