You're my child, I have the right to poison you.

I'm allergic to fish less seafood and it's not the anaphylactic type of allergy thank goodness

so I'm not gonna die if I eat some but I do throw up, have a stomach ache and a massive headache

for a few hours. Enough fish and seafood and I break out in small red hives all over my arms.

My mom didn't believe me as a child and back then I couldn't stand up to her properly.

She'd force me to eat stuff with seafood or fish and it's approved that I wasn't allergic

then ignore me as I was sick. One day she held a dinner party, I was dressed up beautifully

and trotted out to parade before the guests. At the time I was around 9 years old,

precocious for my age and absolutely fed up with my mother making me sick.

When she held out a fish cullet, fish cooked with vegetables rolled into a ball covered in

batter and fried, for me to eat I saw my chance. Me, loudly.

I can't eat that, I'm allergic to fish. Mother, no you're not, eat it, me.

I'm allergic I'll throw up. No Asian mother will back down in front of guests for fear

of looking like she can't discipline her child. My mother grabbed a fish cullet,

shoved it into my mouth and said in her most firm voice of command, eat, so I ate it.

Cut to about 10 minutes later, I got up to my mother and tug on her, sorry to get her attention.

Me, I don't feel baaat and I vomit it on her all over her most expensive carpet and in full

view of all the guests. My mother has a reputation for being kind, generous, charitable and a very

religious woman. So in front of all the guests, she couldn't do anything except act sympathetic

and send me off to bed to recover. She never made me eat fish or seafood again.

This was actually a pretty clever on the part of the kid, but it's sad that the kid had to go

through that in order to make this happen. She basically had to social engineer the whole situation

...