Understanding everything isn’t always simple. Sometimes, we find things we don’t get. But the internet has helpful and smart people who can quickly explain mysteries. And here are 15 surprising discoveries with fascinating secrets to uncover.
1. ’’We got this as a wedding gift many years ago. But the gift giver refuses to tell us what it is!’’
Answer: Careful! It serves as a device to let you slice cheese without handling the block. It’s a cheese holder.
2. ’’What’s this plastic dolphin with slits?’’
Answer: I believe it’s a dive toy, like those dive sticks which you throw in the pool and dive down to get them.
3. ’’It’s half wood, half marble, two semi-circle dips and a mini spoon. What is it?’’
Answer: It’s a salt & pepper “pinch pot”.
4. ’’I bought a big pack of groceries from a local supermarket; they threw in this item for free.’’
Answer: It’s an orange peeler.
5. ’’What is this thing I found in my grandfather’s closet?’’
Answer: It’s to pick up sugar cubes.
6. ’’What’s this? It has a hole just big enough for a fingertip, and two nubs looking like it clips to something.’’
Answer: It’s a keyboard key remover. It’s to help install custom keys but if it didn’t come with any custom keys, they probably gave it to you to help you remove all the keys to make cleaning easier.
7. ’’What’s this electric tool? When plugged in and turned on it vibrates very intensely.’’
Answer: It’s a Swedish massager. The hand goes through the springs, and it vibrates the hand as you massage someone.
8. ’’It’s 3 inches long, appears to be nylon body with red rubbery glued-in ends. It’s light, hollow, makes no noise when shaken.’’
Answer: It’s a kururin, a Japanese fidget toy.
9. ’’Two plastic hook shaped tools with double forks on the end. What are these and what are they used for?’’
Answer: It’s a tick removal tool. It’s called a “tick twister”.
My Parents Abandoned Me and My Siblings When I Was 15 — Years Later They Came At My Door Smiling
I was fifteen when my world shattered. My parents, whom I had always relied on, were frantically packing their belongings right before my eyes. “We’ll call child services.
They’ll take you away,” my father’s voice echoed as he stuffed his suitcase with clothes and belongings. I stood there, paralyzed, watching the chaos unfold, unable to comprehend the reality of what was happening. My little brothers, James, aged six, and Lucas, aged five, clung to me, their wide eyes filled with confusion and fear.
When the door slammed shut behind them, leaving us behind, the weight of responsibility crashed down on me. I became a parent overnight, thrust into a world I was unprepared for. The days that followed were a blur of panic, desperation, and sorrow. I tried my best to care for my brothers, but it wasn’t long before we were found and placed into the foster care system. The heart-wrenching separation from James and Lucas left a void in my heart that nothing could fill.
Struggles of Survival
The years that followed were a grueling test of endurance and willpower. I bounced from one foster home to another, each one a new challenge. Some were kind, but others were harsh and unloving.
The streets became my sanctuary at times, a place where I learned the harsh realities of life. I scraped by, working odd jobs, doing whatever it took to survive. The pain of being separated from my brothers never left me. Every night, I would lie awake, wondering where they were, if they were safe, if they remembered me.
Leave a Reply