this is the sort of thing that would be amazing and fulfilling unless something ends up going wrong My own childhood experiences shaped my paranoia: riding on

this is the sort of thing that would be amazing and fulfilling unless something ends up going wrong My own childhood experiences shaped my paranoia: riding on the rooftops of 4WDs speeding along unpopulated beaches or through hilly scrub. Swimming in water shared by sharks, sea snakes, crocodiles and box jellyfish. Poking scorpions and giant centipedes with sticks - trapping them in jars, cooking them alive with a magnifying glass. Making things go bang or set on fire, e.g. wasp nests, based on what we could find in the shed after my chemistry sets were depleted of useful materials. Many close calls, several burns, bites and stitches. Thankfully no broken bones or hospital visits. Not the same story for several of my friends and relatives unfortunately. It comes down to luck and the wits of the people around you. That said it's not an all-or-nothing decision to let your kids explore the world.