Were you a clumsy or a dainty little girl?

I wasn't clumsy, as such, but very ungainly. My sister did ballet and when I recently asked my DM why I didn't get sent to ballet, she said "You didn't want to". Since when was that a criterion for parents not to get rid of their kids for an hour or so a week? I wish they had made me go.

I have bad posture and a frightful gait, but I was amazed when I first saw a video of myself at how feminine my hands and hand movements looked.

Now, if you want clumsy, let me offer my DS1 - he is always dropping things and losing things.

I was a typical clumsy, scruffy little boy with scabby knees - except that I was a girl. Quite a shock when the hormones kicked in at 12!

My mum always dressed me up like a silly, baby fairy (even when my friends were wearing dungarees). She believed that little girls should be seen and not heard and should be clean, dainty and pretty at all times. How wrong could anyone be? I was plain and sullen to the point of ugly and no manner of frilly frock was going to change that. I suppose it's why I feel really self conscious when I wear a dress these days.

I was bookish from an early age ,would only go out to play if forced
Yes, me too, but I was forced out 'into the fresh air' so perhaps I wouldn't have grazed my knees so often if I'd been left indoors with my book!
Although it was my ambition to climb the lamp -post up the road, like the boys. Never managed that though.

PS. I was hopeless at games and couldn’t throw or catch but was 13 before someone said that was because I only have sight in one eye.

No no, you’re not clumsy, you have dyspraxia! If you were labelled stupid because reading was difficult then probably dyslexic. If socially awkward you could have Asperger’s.
Nowadays every other child has a condition to explain their difficulties and that’s good, because help is available.
Many parents hesitate to get their children statemented but it opens doors to help, support and benefits.

Just a few years ago my ex boss called me a fat fairy. I've been clumsy all my life.

I was a tomboy so always up trees, on the roof etc but not necessarily accident prone. My daughter runs up and down stairs like an elephant however

I had forgotten the term fairy elephant - my mother used to call me that. She even took me to the GP about my clumsiness, which made me worse. I was quiet, girly, bookish. I was definitely not tomboyish or sporty so never had bruises/injuries from rough play but think I was probably nervous and shy. I can't remember what I did that was clumsy, apart from lack of co-ordination in sport, just know that I was always called clumsy.

I was bookish from an early age ,would only go out to play if forced and would try to sneak a book out with me ,find a wall to lean against and read until I got called in for dinner .I never broke a bone until my 50's when I tripped over someones feet in my own living room and broke my wrist .

I think I was accident prone rather than clumsy, and thinking back, all the accidents I remember took place out of doors and were just part of the rough and tumble of a normal, active childhood. Actually, it's a miracle we survived, thinking of some of the things we got up to!

Yes, from cutting my head open to breaking ankles, been there, done that
I do try to be careful.

I was never smacked or really told off, DM would just sigh and get out the Dettol.

I was very clumsy, I would spill at every meal table, the more I got smacked for it the more clumsy I became.
I was always falling over and hitting my head, would probably have a syndrome now to describe it.

I tore my best coat climbing a tree to scrump

I was never a clumsy child, but always unkempt and a terrible tomboy; noisy, boisterous and not at all dainty. My grandmother complained bitterly that she never saw me in a skirt. If we were children now, hildajenniJ and I would no doubt be bosom buddies!. I tore the hem off my best dress on the top of a slide! Do you bowl or bat, Hilda?

When I was being assessed for my hip op , the Surgeon remarked on the various scars adorning my knees and ankles . I had very slim legs and ankles but the said scars kind of spoiled the look

Neither not clumsy nor dainty. Tall, skinny (then!), unruly hair, top never tucked into the bottom. Generally untidy really. Probably not much different now, the difference being no one nags me to look any different now.

I was clumsy as a child and remain so even now. I always have bruises and my husband has made it his life's work repairing all the things I have broken. I would have loved to be a delicate little plant sadly more like Nellie the elephant.

Not clumsy or dainty really, I was a small thin child giving to tree climbing and roaming about with friends in the countryside.The only accidents I remember involved coming a cropper on my bike.

I was a clumsy child and am a clumsy adult. My son is the same and my grand son, my gran, who grew up in India, used to call me a juttput. I am not sure if that is how you spell it and I do hope it’s not rude, though I can’t imagine my gran saying anything rude!

I was very tall for my age, with ridiculously long arms and legs, so I had a tendency to knock things over a lot!
I still do it now, I'm unaware of how long my arms and legs are!

Petite but a tomboy and clumsy. My mother forced me to do ballet. I only lasted one term!

I wasn't clumsy but I wasn't all that dainty either. I was a skinny child, but sporty and wiry. Played cricket, climbed trees, and made dens in the woods with my cousins and friends. I once tore my Sunday best skirt on a branch while climbing a tree!

My mums words of "bull in a china shop" comes to mind my knees where forever covered in plasters from falling off my bike or scooter,we went on holiday one year to a caravan in Wales and my twin brother and I where playing football outside and guess who fell and broke her leg which meant we had to come home 4 days into the holiday,I was never allowed to forget that.My brother (mr.goody 2 shoes) never got any scrapes for some reason.