I see nothing wrong with having older firends, adult friends as a child, but always a little balance is needed.
When I was 5-8 and I was living in my first town I had many older friends from the neighbourhood, ages ranging from 12 to 22.
The guy who was 22, had a german name for a nickname based on popular, commie-times polish tv series, I could say he saved my life when I had an accident. I fell on my head by doing stupid kiddy stuff, straight on the unpolished concrete, rough with stones and all that bulges and blacked out. Later I woke up in my home, head in pain and my mother told me that he saw me lying on the ground, blood around my head, from my ears and stuff. And it was already dark, while the accident happened around 19:00 in the summer. The dude carried me home.
Not to mention, because of the fact that my mom was a teacher in a elementry school there, I had few "
girl-friends" age 12-15(
the max age of elementry student was 15y.o.), I remember two of them, one with raven-black, long, straight hair and almost black eyes, white carnation, other also long, straight hair, straw-blonde, mesmerizing blue eyes... and you say that a kid cannot fell in love. Well, I was in love in both of them. Kiddie love, but still. Now, when I look back at what they've done to me, what we did together most moralfags would consider it as a child exploitation or such. But for me those memories are very fond, very clear and intimate, magical. I can pretty much tell ya that it's because of that times and event I became a poligamist.
Also, my few of my father's friend were great guys, one was an owner of the arcade, meaning I often played for free, for example.
My mother friends, fellow teachers, especially those who were childless were so damn kind to me... treating me sweets, hugging & stuff... well, I was a cute kid, after all.
And there was this very old guy, living alone, with his funny dog with flappy ears, that often came out in warmer days to sit on a bench, on the little playground we had. He made a delicious
kompot, a big portion that he treated every kid with, sometimes he baked a pie or stuff like that and wanted nothing in return, but a thank you or simple chat. I want to see someone doing that nowdays - old guy, with creepy looks(
because age made him look creepy) treating kids with fruit drinks and sweets.
Eh, good times.
Well, I can only tell that I also heard about how violence looks in northern european countries, to wich Holland is quite often included. And yeah, it's bad. As I'm a leftist, I still think that it has too many laws that are exploited. And the social effect of these show themselves even in schools.
I'm afraid you wouldn't liked me if we were meant to meet in elementry or middle school, as I was also not so kind to the folks I didn't liked. Being outcast in that age, when groups are the most important entity must be hard.