One of those global culture things...everyone, everywhere in the world at some point in their childhood either feeds pigeons (usually stale bread) or runs around chasing them.
If you're American you then "mature" into shooting at them with a Daisy 10 pump BB rifle.
I once had a big nasty fight with much older boy from my neighborhood because he was trying to kill a frog. I got a black eye, but I knocked out some of his teeth. Ah, the fond memories of childhood violence...
I was more of a geek...a small group of friends and I would hide in the school library and play D&D. Funny 'cause I've always been bigger then other kids...I topped off at 6'2", 260lbs.
If you're American you then "mature" into shooting at them with a Daisy 10 pump BB rifle.
I once had a big nasty fight with much older boy from my neighborhood because he was trying to kill a frog. I got a black eye, but I knocked out some of his teeth. Ah, the fond memories of childhood violence...