I think he should also use a timer or waterlooged shrieker that will release some lingering Slow Falling potions. Itll make for a cool bubbley area around the alien planet and the Slow falling and jump boost will really feel like space.
As much as I love the Gigacorp storyline and all the associated shenanigans, I could genuinely listen to an entire season of Ren just building and talking candidly about his life.
When I was about 10 years old, I was diagnosed with ITP, a blood disease that basically meant that my body was killing off its own platelets. It unfortunately left me vulnerable to internal bleeding and restricted many of my activities. The saddest for me was not being able to dive or jump off the dock at the lake. In a world where my mom was in constant anxiety over my health, and I felt so scared, frustrated and isolated, going to the lake wasn’t as fun anymore. But my friends were there to race through the water, construct elaborate sand creations and play mermaids with me (because no mermaid has ever needed to jump off a dock). It’s the moments of quiet human kindness and adaptability that made that summer and the year following bearable for me. No one needed to worry for me, or loudly remind anyone of my limitations. They just had to meet me where I was, and continue on. As someone with a disability, I can totally relate to Reggie - belonging is important to everyone, despite limitations that may exist in your life. I’m glad for the solidarity your group showed to him, and your introspection of other ways you could have shown him that he belonged. The important thing is that as disabled people, we are simply people who have to adapt. There is something so meaningful and pure about the adaptive nature of children that I think we grow out of far too quickly, but anytime I find myself at a hurdle I can’t overcome, I think of my friends - totally capable of jumping that hurdle - and how they walked around it with me instead.
I can, maybe not fully but certainly partially, relate to your story since I was born with scoliosis, klinefelter syndrome, flatfeet, myopia and a few other minor things which made my young quite a bit different then that of others of my age. I crawled on all four way longer then most kids which made walks with the kids and the dogs something different as well. My three sisters walked but I had to sit in the 'poussette ' because I couldn't walk normally. During nights I slept in traction (leather belts attached to the bedframe to pull my spine down by my hips and a weighted strap under my chin to pull the other side up) for the first 12 years of my life. On top of that I had physical therapy 3 times a week at the local children hospital. But all those things were normal to me since I had never known it any different. The real trauma came when I was 12 and the doctors decided that therapy alone wasn't enough anymore so I had to have full spine surgery. As if that on itself wasn't bad enough yet I had to change schools afterwards and was sent to a boarding school for disabled people because I wasn't allowed to do any sport activities after the surgery. This school was in another province but could just as well have been on the moon for me since I had never left my town further then to the next town over to swim or go to the library. Long story told short I kinda lost all my childhood friends that year since apparently it was not done to be familiar with a handicapped person or something. Luckily I found other friends on that school of which one who still visits me almost monthly till this day.
Ren, as a combat veteran that had a messy childhood, I feel that you used the word trauma correctly. You don't have to go through a war or experience something horrifying to be traumatized and there are varying levels of trauma. A child essentially being removed from their family even in the safest and comforting of embraces would infact be traumatizing for the child and family. Obviously this would be a low level easy to move forward from traumatic moment, but a traumatizing moment nonetheless. It's still an impact full moment that shaped who you are.
Exactly. Trauma is not a black and white thing. It's a spectrum. Traumas can be small and do miniscule damage. They can also be massive and life altering. They can cripple us for life or they can be stories we tell to new friends. Trauma simply refers to distressing, uncontrollable situations that are difficult to cope with. Watching a friend be rescued after nearly drowning absolutely constitutes as a traumatic event. I absolutely respect the fact people try to use these words less to avoid minimizing our experiences, our pain, and our road to recovery, but they are minimizing their own in the process and that is the last thing I want to see.
Not only is it a spectrum, but it's also a *relative* and very *personal* experience. Especially as a child, we lack perspective, and whether child-hood trauma stays with someone into adult-hood doesn't only depend on how traumatic it was, but also on the support network they have around them. Getting the necessary help to both feel safe and secure, and also process what happened, can make even the most traumatic events more manageable. Whereas a child with uncaring parents that suffers a relatively minor trauma can be struggling with it as adults still, simply because of the lack of understanding and support. Or in some cases, the over-reaction of their parents. Such as Munchausen by Proxy. Though, to be fair, lack of understanding support is a traumatic experience on its own so perhaps it's not a good comparison. It does take a certain level of empathy for a person to realise that even if *they've* have lived through much worse it still is very traumatic for the person in the present.
I had a moment where I realised that people aren't indestructible when I was 8. I was staying with my grandmother for the night and she had a massive heart attack at one in the morning. I had to help her however I could while I waited for the paramedic. Fortunately she was a nurse before she retired so she walked me slowly through what I had to do. But it was definitely a life changing experience
as someone who's been in Reggie's shoes more than once, because of my own chronic illness, i find it kind of interesting that i had to learn a lesson that was almost the inverse of what you learned: your health is the most important thing. before pride, before anything else, you always need to be sure that your medical issues are taken care of. it's something that i'm pretty sure everyone with a chronic illness has had to learn at some point
What you described is one of the most important lessons i learned from the boy scouts. You dont succeed unless you lift everyone up, no one wins alone. I would add one thing that I learned in addition to that. Remember the senior who saved that kid's life? Be that guy- learn basic lifesaving stuff like how to rescue a drowning person or do first aid and BE THAT GUY. Because when someone gets hurt, they often do so in a crowd of people too shocked to help. Crowds of onlookers, Drivers watching the spectacle and doing nothing, or bus riders hiding in the benches. But if so much as one person can help them, it will drastically change their experience and often save their life. A little training from you and some initiative is the difference between a gunshot casket and a broken rib, and if even one in a hundred of us would do that for each other the world would be a much better place.
I came here to say the same and more about boy scouts. It was there, thankfully through education and not experience, I learned about the fragility of life. And how to protect it. It was through BSA I got my lifeguard certification. Through scouts, I learned to love and respect the water. Kayaking, canoeing, swimming. It was through scouts I learned more about archery, rifles, and shotguns. It was such a beneficial part of my life.
Just like to add, be that guy if you can. It's fine if you enter into training, like first aid or what have you, and discover you're not that guy. In trying you've done more than many and you've learned something about yourself that should be just as acceptable as finding out you are that guy. Furthermore, you may learn to recognize that guy in that crowd, and be able to help them help the people. Learning to recognize the good that's already there makes your world a better place.
Absolutely, and helping in a crisis can look different than directly applying first aid or lifting someone out of trouble. While someone is being helped, you can be someone who manages the crowds of people to move away from the crisis, you can comfort others, you can call for help, you can get equipment, you can gather helpful information about the patient. You don't have to be physically strong or medically skilled to help in a crisis. Just be proactive, confident in yourself, and willing to take direction from others.
One other reason to take a CPR course. It could be your own child that needs help, and there's no-one but you there. I have a rather troubling memory as a young child of choking on my food, and the incredibly ineffectual help I received by panicked family members. Not being able to breathe, and having people look on in wide-eyed panic really takes away the feeling of safety a child has. Turned out okay, obviously, but I certainly don't want to pass along an experience like that to anyone if I can avoid it.
Don't be a guy that put others' lives in danger in the first place. Even if Reggie didn't have asthma any of those kids could have ended in that situation.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a one shot take or a heavily produced lore-deep star wars hommage feature length movie, Ren is just a masterful storyteller, what a great few videos, would love more of them, so good!
Ren has an amazing ability. Over the last 3 videos literally telling us stories and weaving it into a single narrative on the server. Making relevant content within the context of his base. Building up the world around him the way he wants it to be and tying it to these real life moments that all drive deep and have real emotional implications.
It's a shame this series ends so quickly. I'd love to see more episodes like this. We also had an initiation in high school (only one though). I didn't have such a drastic moment, but I thought I'd share it. We had a 3 day camp before the start of our first year (it's name translates to something like zero camp), to get to know our future classmates. I guess one could call the whole camp an initiation, but I think the dawn of the 3rd day fits Rendog's description the most. The whole thing was a surprise, the seniors (older students, who were organizing the programs along these 3 days) woke us up at 3 am. We were told to put on warm clothes and before our cabins we had to form a line, grab the shoulders of the person before us. Than the seniors gave us blindfolds and led us into the unknown. We had to duck under tree branches, step over huge logs, etc. Of course all the obstacles were put there or held by seniors, but I was naive enough to believe the tales. Then once we arrived at an opening, we got our blindfolds removed. We were standing before a small stone structure with seniors holding torches on either side. We were than called one by one to receive a medallion representing our initiation. Then we danced and sang songs which were traditional in our school. It was a great experience which I'll never forget. Just like the feeling when we finally got back into our beds. For anyone wondering I'm from Hungary. Cheers, T.M.
I think my story is more similar to the episode about getting lost in the Orc field, but the lake and the theme of recognizing you aren't invincible is what brought this to mind. I'm not entirely sure how old I was, maybe 8 or 9, and I was out at a lake for a big day trip with my family and a bunch of other family friends. This was a very big lake, and just several yards down the shoreline from our campsite, there was a side of the lake that was completely made out of large rocks and boulders, placed there for erosion control I assume. It was the kind of craggy terrain where you could easily slip in between the rocks and break your leg or something, and above the rocks was a big dirt cliff that was definitely not climbable. I always loved climbing stuff, so I decided I was going to wander off on my own and traverse this harsh landscape. Some of it I was able to jump from rock to rock, and some parts I had to use my hands and climb more carefully. I was having fun for a while, but at some point I finally slipped and my right wrist came down on the edge of a sharp jagged rock, which sliced my wrist just below my palm. It was only at this moment I looked back and realized I was so far away I couldn't see or hear anyone from the campground. Above the rocks was the impassable dirt cliff, and the only way to go was back the way I came. In retrospect I know that it wasn't a life-threatening injury, but it hurt pretty bad and it was enough of a gash to be consistently dripping blood. Between the wound, knowing there was nobody around to help me, and the sudden realization of just how dangerous this adventure was, I definitely thought I was at risk of bleeding out on those rocks where nobody would ever find me. I knew I had to pull myself together and make the trip back, so I sucked it up and got moving. In reality I was probably only a quarter mile or so down the rocks, if that. But given the harsh terrain and the curvature of the lake keeping the campground hidden out of view, it felt like MILES. Despite dripping blood and tears the whole time, the only thing I could think about was moving from rock to rock, one at a time, and not giving up. It was my 8-or-9 year old survival instincts kicking in for the first time in my life that I can remember. Eventually I did make it back, exhausted and relived to be alive. I found my parents and got my wrist bandaged up. What really stuck out to me from that experience was the state my mind went into that kept me moving. I wasn't concerned with how far I still had to go, or how difficult it would be; just that unwavering determination to push forward and get myself to safety. There's been other points in my life where I was in some kind of very difficult or painful situation, where that same survival mindset kicks in and I know I need to live entirely in the moment and persevere through whatever is happening. To this day (I'm 32 now) I still have a small scar on my wrist from that fall. To me it's a reminder of that survival instinct. If little me could do it, so can older me. And so can you. Man, that turned into quite the long comment lol. Loved these story episodes Ren. While many of the Hermits are inspiring in their own way, I think the stories you share on this channel really stand out on their own. I hope you had a fantastic vacation!
I think Storytime with Ren could be a fun addition to your videos. They also don't have to be super intense. Could do food stories, learning to drive, vacation stories, any animal stories? Could be anything really, bcz its your gift of story telling that makes them so enjoyable. Loved these, ❤️
Honestly I never had a single moment of realization, but probably over a while, Minecraft changed me. I grew up in an area where people who were different were treated with a kind of casual cruelty. Racism, homophobia, ethnic slurs, stuff like that was basically all I heard and it's what I picked up. Minecraft was the first game where I played where there were people different from me, who kind of stood up to that and said "hey, that's not right. Don't say that. Don't be that way." And that had a huge impact on me over time, getting away from that constant cruelty made me a better person, made me meet better people, etc. And looking back now at the bitter, closed off people that grew out of that hate, it's kind of scary to think how close I came to following a similar path, and never knowing all the awesome people I jave met ingame and out.
This lake story reminds me of a group I taught 2 years ago. A new student was going to be placed in this group halfway through the year. We (myself and the other head teacher) kept on telling the group to not leave this kid behind, to help him get to his classes on time, to invite him during lunch and just make sure that he would feel welcome. One week after this kid had arrived, everything was going way better than we ever expected. This kid never had to sit alone, someone would always make sure he had an escort to the next classroom and he was already fully accepted in the group. He was a bit behind on some classes, but his classmates were helping him as well. Everything was going fine until dance class. Since the group was halfway into learning a dance song that they were going to perform as well later on in the year, this kid was behind there as well. This group already didn't like the dance teacher and found his rules unreasonable, like don't put your hands in your pockets and don't sit down. So when this new kid arrived, he was allowed to stay on the side duing this lesson and watch what the others were doing to ease in to the dance. At some point he was just watching and trying to see what the steps were, and put his hands in his pockets as was natural for him to do. The teacher saw this and blew up on this poor kid. Most of the group started to yell back at the teacher that this was unreasonable from the teacher, as this new kid is just watching and trying to figure everything out. Then the teacher decided to kick the new kid out of class for putting his hands in his pockets. The group decided to listen to what we had told them in the month before the new kid arrived, and refused to leave him behind. If you get kicked out of class, there is an other classroom you have to go to and sit out the lesson there. They were very surprised to see an whole class walk in to their room to tell that they have been kicked out. As their teachers, we were not allowed to say that we were proud of standing up for someone that needed it. We also didn't agree with the rule of not putting your hands in your pockets when not dancing, but were not allowed to say that to the kids.
I've honestly been massively inspired by your first story about the path and while I was watching it I thought about getting back into nature and there is a huge amount of forest and fields behind my house so starting this week I am beginning 'out of bounds Sundays' where I'll just go out and explore the land
I’m gonna miss the pre-recorded episodes but I’ll miss them as much as I’m happy for up coming episodes with hermit interactions! Still feel bad after X got left on heard in the path episode 😥
Man, these stories really helped me realize that I am not paying enough attention to my life, I have stories, I lived a not all boring childhood, but I don't know if I can craft a tale like yours, I don't have adventures so vivid that I can report them, and to your question of what moment changed my perspective of life...I have yet to find an awnser... I realize that my life is escaping through my fingers....thanks for the wake up call Ren
This little trilogy really is special. It's these kinds of videos that give Hermitcraft its identity, especially in season 10, with the Hermits sitting back on the drastic UA-camr clickbait-esque progress and challenging themselves in the little ways. Would totally be looking forward to more Storytime With Rendog(TM) were it to continue!🩵
As someone who didn't watch a ton of Rendog until this season, I have to say, these past 3 episodes have been some of the best Hermitcraft I've seen over the years. Ren, your masterful storytelling and ability to impart the gravity, fun, and import of each of the situations has been wonderful. Thank you for sharing the stories, would love this format again in the future!
I like that you mention that it should be a solidarity thing. Reggie sounds like he wanted to fit in and want the approval. Maybe coming up with another initiation ritual would be good also
I like listening to stories of your past. These episodes where you talk about your life got me interested in you all those years ago. I would be happy if you did more episodes like this in the future.
I started watching hermitcraft season 6. The UA-cam algorithm was suggesting mumbo videos because I had watched a few. My kids played Minecraft and they kept asking for help building doors. In 2018, on Easter Sunday, as we were getting ready to leave my parents house after a day of food and egg hunts, my 2 year old son went missing. We found him in a pond on the back of the property and despite my efforts at cpr, and the hospitals efforts to revive him he didn’t make it. So this was an especially hard episode to listen to. I know I’ve seen so many comments in various places, people saying this or that hermit has helped them through some hard time or depression. It seems odd that you can sit in front of a computer, build in a blocky video game, and put those recordings on UA-cam, and that have such a phenomenal effect on people’s lives. I mean, you’re not a firefighter or a doctor, right? No, but you give us joy, and that is just as important as fire fighters and doctors. I would lay in bed in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because of the ptsd, trauma, and debilitating sadness. I would watch iskall (I didn’t start out watching or even knowing who all the people were on the server) videos during that time so that my brain would not think all the horrible things it wanted to think. Iskall’s laugh is endearing and contagious. I don’t know how I would have made it through those early days without hermitcraft shenanigans. I started watching everyone’s videos. To this day I suffer from that most horrible day and to this day I watch hermitcraft content when I can’t sleep, when I need to chase the demons out of my head, or just because. You all allow us to be part of all your beautiful friendships. I hope, that if you ever feel low, you can lean on us for support as well.
I have a story yeah, it's a sad one though and it's gonna be long. My best friend in primary school (we'll her Emma) had lung issues that lead to her heaving problems breathing, she had inhalers and all sorts of equipment. This was in the 90s and my school wasn't the best, the teachers weren't very nice and didn't really take this sort of stuff into account. For P.E one day they expected us to run / jog the entirety of a field, for kids as young as us (I was about 9) it was massive and they expected us to do 2 laps around it. Emma said to the teachers that she wouldn't be able to do it, they told her to do it anyway. I stood up for her and told them she can't do it, I knew how bad her condition was because I'd always walk with her to classes and she could barely get up the stairs to our maths room because of her it, she cannot do this run. But they told me to shut up as well and ended up putting us in separate groups so we couldn't protest anymore. My group was to go around for one lap, then the second group would go, then ours again for the second lap and then theirs. I tried to protest but Emma told me to just go, it'll be fine. So reluctantly I headed off with my group, a bit behind because I am also disabled and thus was slower than they were. The teachers shouted at me most of the way, thinking I was doing it on purpose to prevent the second group going. The second group headed off and I watched, really worried as I watched Emma struggle, the teachers shouting at her just like they did me and I told them to shut up because she was struggling. She made the first lap but it was clear she couldn't do anymore. We were sent around for our second lap and I could barely manage, I was in so much pain and I could see Emma on the other side of the field practically hacking up from struggling to breathe. I made it back and straight up told the teachers she cannot do this and they again told me to shut up and sent her off with the group despite both our protests. I watched as she got further and further away... and then she collapsed. I just remember screaming and running but a teacher grabbed me and they took a nice, slow stroll over to her. Then one ran back and told another teacher to take us all away. Emma collapsed from breathing issues that lead to a heart attack, she died that day and I never forgave myself because I felt like I could've done so much more, so now anytime I'm in that situation with someone I will yell, I will scream, I will protest and I will not shut up. There was a police enquiry and I told them everything that happened, the school tried to play it off as a freak accident, they had "no idea" etc. The school is long gone now, it's a housing estate but I'll never forget her.
I like to think of Ren on the beach just hanging out and in the back of his head he's thinking "'the lake' is probably live right now I bet they are loving it" with a small smirk 😏
I spent a long time in Scouting, and it wasn't until I was in the military that I finally experienced something that made me feel that fragility. I was at a three week training course for my career field, about 4 years into my career. There were a few people there who I knew from my first assignment, so it was easy to hang out again and reconnect. One person there had been on a deployment fairly recently, helping with aeromedical evacuation. He was drinking heavily, and just didn't seem himself - after some private discussion, a couple of us discovered that he saw some things that messed him up .. pretty badly. We got into his unlocked room the next morning and took all the alcohol, and then didn't leave him alone for the remainder of the course. One of the other people promised to get him to some help once they got back to their base. In those moments though, I didn't have any way to 'fix' what was damaged. I couldn't stitch anything up, or apply a splint. I was honestly scared for him. I never heard anything about him after that, but I hope that he's doing well. I really enjoyed these videos, you have a great voice and fantastic presentation. Thank you!
The lake story hit me harder than I expected. I feel for Reggie, as someone who grew up with health problems that did affect some aspects of my childhood, I totally get the feeling wanting to be part of the group and showing you can still do it only for it go wrong. I'm glad he was okay in the end.
When I was around 11-12, I was at a campout with some friends from boy scouts. We were swimming at the lake when a couple of older guys (maybe around 20 or 21) started yelling for help. Their friend was under the surface. The surfacw of the water was foggy, so you couldn't see anything, making searching for him extremely difficult. Me being a kid, I didn't know what to do to help, and noone else seemed to know what to do either. All anyone could do is call 911 and hope help came in time or hope he came up on his own. He never came up. That night my mom told me something that stuck with me all my life. She said that a mother was going to bed without a son tonight. It made me realize that death isn't just an end to one person's life, but a change to several people's lives. Thanks for sharing your stories Ren. I would love it if you made more videos like this one :)
As someone who's been watching since season 5, I've always liked the stories you tell. And your voice is so calming and cheery to listen to. Would definitely love to see a bit more of them in the future!
Im late to the video, but i still wanted to share. I spent 3 summers in a row in Kansas taking care of my great aunt. I might have been 12 or 13 my first summer there? Anyway, she was in a wheelchair and needed oxygen at all times. I spent a lot of my time there helping her clean up her garden, learning her cooking ways, making sure she got her insulin when she needed it, helping her up and down stairs, etc. She taught me many things, and one in particular, i didn't know would impact the rest of my life. Fast forward to the last summer I spent with her, her new years resolution was to not have a hospital visit, and she was doing great, until suddenly, one day, she wasn't. I was beside her at the hospital asking the nurses and doctors all the questions, keeping my eye on her machines to reassure myself that she was okay. She spent a few days hospitalized before she passed away. I will never forget this because I was in the room when she passed and it was just a few days before my birthday. Still to this day, she inspires me to be the light in a room full of dark. She taught me that people are not immortal in the most beautiful heartbreaking way. Thank you for reading if you did. Ren, you inspire me to be more open about my life experience, and i want to thank you for being you. You're truly my favorite hermit. Thank you again.
When I was around 7, my mother had a stroke. I remember little bits of the night, and it was one of the most terrifying things in my life, she spent almost a month in the hospital, me and my sister had to stay at some of my cousins house that was around an hour from the hospital. It was then when I realized how much my mother did for me and my family and how much I loved and needed her in my life. I am very very grateful to say that she survived and she is now more healthy then ever, but definitely something to remember
Joel is going to be so happy when he collects his diamonds the honey shop has not been the best at adding to his wallet. So lucky for him you needed honey for your lake and not water. Have a fantastic and safe trip. Love to your family.
"It took something almost tragic to happen" for you to learn that lesson... I think that's the magic of telling stories (and you told this one really well) because while we all make different experiences, through stories we can partake in other people's experiences and learn our own lessons from them
I love these last episodes so much, reminds me of Rendog’s Let’s Play series, I watched all from S1 to the end, and they really inspired me to play Minecraft. I hope to see more episodes in this format in the future
I’m only halfway through the episode and now have to go to work, but I feel compelled to say: as a member of a sorority in the US, what you call “initiations” sounds an awful lot like what we’d call hazing. Hazing culture makes me sad, because it so often leads to people getting hurt or causes undue social stress on the people being pressured to participate in it. My sorority was very firm about not allowing hazing of any kind, and I’m glad they were. We had plenty of fun, positive traditions that fulfilled that purpose without making anyone uncomfortable or unsafe. Nobody should be coerced into doing something they don’t want to do just because it’s a tradition-sometimes, traditions suck.
I came looking for your comment down here. I appreciate what ren said about how in his Experiance they seemed pretty safe but when he mentioned the 5 mile run or the swim I immediately saw warning bells. What if a boy lied about being able to swim or his ability to swim, what if a child got lost in the midnight run like ren did earlier in these episodes. It can be dangerous even tho I can seem like a harmless tradition many people will loose track of their limits in situations like these and it can be fatal far too often. This isn’t to be a party pooper it’s just fact unfortunately
I've never been fond of those "initiation" things, and lucky the only time I was subjected to one was in my first year at University. Thankfully, some of us got wind of it ahead of time (it was supposed to be a surprise) so we could prepare, gather up what we needed to get in a nice way ahead of time, then hang out in the stairwell until we'd been gone long enough.
My boyfriend and I have our first house away from our parents, we've lived here for about a year and a half now. We moved in, two people in their young 20's, just smoking weed everyday and talking to the same people we were friends with from our old town 2 hours away. Moving away from them and having more alone time made us both realize how childish and toxic those people were for us and how we weren't doing much with our time. These people liked causing drama, trying to get as drunk as possible, and didn't like to spend their money if we were around. They were leaches. Cutting them off has helped is both tremendously in maturing and also just our mental health
I was teary-eyed when it was at the end of the story of the lake, Mr. Rendog and your episodes are hilarious, such as in season 6 with renbob and the hermitcraft cival War
Great stories, I love the format of these videos. It’s a fun change of pace. you could expand this into a series that you do periodically maybe working with another hermit and having them tell a story as well…. Sort of like a podcast/hermit helping hermits.
I watched all three talky episodes Mr Rendog sir and enjoyed the thoroughly professional minecrafting throughout. I may be an outlier though as I'm making it my goal to watch everyone! Because as you say "you love to see it!"
I think Ren told this story before in an episode of his single-player Minecraft series, I'm not sure when but I'm assuming around Season 2 when building the lake side villa he told this story. It's just as good of a story as it was back then!
We definitely enjoyed the "talky" episodes Ren. It's always nice for us to watch episodes of "created content," but it's even better for us to be reminded that the people we watch are, in fact, also human and have lives outside of UA-cam. Keep it up man, even some of us viewers who are well into our 30s still appreciate a good talky episode.
As a fellow Brit who grew up in boarding schools across SA (middleberg, Ixopo, Grenville), this took me back! And the word 'Initiation' will always smell of tigerbalm and vinegar.
Hearing the story about y'all running to the other dorms with pillows preparing for war reminded me a lot of my time at the US Naval Academy Summer Seminar. On one of the days, my company were told to wake up at like 1 AM, we ran across the halls to another company, I think it was Charlie, we were Bravo, and we ran banging on doors playing loud music, etc. Then we all had to springt back to our rooms, get into our beds, and pretend to be asleep before any of us got caught. That was an awesome experience.
These videos were lovely, and I watched them all the way through. Thanks for sharing these stories, they were very interesting. I have a story about how I started to appreciate my life a lot more and became a kinder human being. for context, I have been dealing with mental health issues for years, and because of that I missed out on a lot of teenage things, like going out to party's and just fun outings. well over the past two years I have made so many strides in improving my mental health, I managed to get back into school and make new friends, I've been on holiday, and things are generally looking up. Starting to get back out into the world again made me realize how wonderful it is, I remember going into a super market for the first time in a few years and getting so excited at how the bread smelt and all of the stuff to choose from. to an outsider it probably looked ridiculous to see this nervous teenager getting super excited about the crisp section, but I was just so happy to experience all this normal stuff. same when I went on a school trip, and when I started going to parties with friends. one of my happiest memories is just sitting on a trampoline in the cold at night, with a bunch of my friends and being a silly teenager. I am so grateful, and being able to do normal and everyday things just makes me so happy and it makes me appreciate the world, but I don't think I would have been this appreciative or happy about everyday things if I hadn't been through all of the struggles I had. These struggles have also made me realise how small acts of kindness and reaching out to someone every now and then can make such a big difference. after some recent struggles I had a friend reach out with a message, it wasn't long and didn't make a big deal out of stuff, it just said that they were thinking about me and asked to meet soon. That honestly meant so much to me and I took them up on their offer, and that day is now one of my happiest memories. Small things like dropping someone a message lets them know that you care, and it has helped me to improve my mental health. It is now something that I aim to do, to reach out more often and let people know that I'm thinking about them. I think all of the mental health issues have made me appreciate the world and my relationships in a way I don't think I would have had I not been through them. I wont say I'm grateful for the mental health issues and the difficult times, because they were horrible to go through and I still struggle every day, but I am grateful for the person that those issues and struggles turned me into, because I actually really like that person and I'm really excited to live my life. I hope everyone has a lovely day, and If you read my story then thank you. Thanks again Ren for the amazing videos and opportunity to share our stories.
I really appreciate Ren's story telling ability. That ability to set the scene and take us on an adventure through the past is something I wish I could do.
I've adored these stories Ren, you have a real gift for storytelling. I hope you'll sprinkle these in along with your other Hermitcraft content. Have a wonderful vacation! Enjoy that beach while you can. I'll share a story along the same lines. There was a day when I was out bike riding with one of my friends. We were both young girls about 13. This was 20 years or so. It wasn't unusual for us in the summer to spend the whole day just riding around our neighborhood. There were 2 nearby parks and a very large old cemetery we liked to play in. We liked the cemetery because no one was ever there. It was quiet and filled with large old trees. It was like wondering around old castle grounds with all the large stone headstones. There were a lot of steep hills in the cemetery grounds we liked to walk our bikes up to the top and ride down. We never worried about people or cars because we were away from the road and it was very rare for us to run into other people. We were also young, dumb and invincible. One day while exploring the cemetery we noticed that there was a car and a woman who appeared to be visiting one of the graves. We typically avoided people when we saw them. It was a cemetery after all so we would give people space. Probably 20 minutes later while racing her bike down one of the hills my friend hit a stick, flipped over her handlebars and wiped out on her bike. I ran over to check on her and it was not a small wound. She'd hit her head, embedded her glasses into her forehead an inch from her eye and since it was a head wound there was blood everywhere. We had no cell phones, were probably half a mile from the nearest home, 2 miles from our homes. BUT I remembered seeing that random woman with the car. I ran to see if she was still there, maybe she had a phone we could use to call help? She was still there; she had a phone and not only was she willing to come check on my friend, but she was also a registered nurse at the nearby hospital. I literally couldn't have found a better person. She called an ambulance, helped me call our parents and took care of two random little girls when we were scared. All these years later I don't remember her name, but I remember her act of kindness and how calm she was. We were more carful on the hills after that day. Everyone needs help sometimes and a stranger can make all the difference. Thank you random nurse, wherever you are.
I’d like to take a moment to appreciate the two older boys that probably saved “Reggie’s” life. I know they were older than you, but they were practically still kids too. It’s pretty impressive that the one would immediately strip and swim into the lake to get him, and that they both ran him to the infirmary in spite of the possibility of getting into trouble themselves
@@miguelcamara736 I wouldn’t exactly say two 18 year old boys are responsible for a hazing tradition that had apparently been pretty well established in this school’s culture. Obviously it’s a bad tradition, but it’s hardly the fault of two specific individuals. He also didn’t say how big their roles were in this particular incident either, so the best you can really argue is that they shouldn’t have participated at all, which would have definitely ended in a kid drowning…
@@asdjeki6751 They "chose" to keep upholding the "traditions" as you put it, and allowed the kid which wouldn't be able to complete the strenuous task of crossing a lake to participate. Luckily nothing major happened, but in the case the kid would have ended up dead, they would have been the ones to blame.
@@asdjeki6751 The 12 years old wouldn't attempted to cross the lake unprompted... The 18 years old were the ones that started it all, so don't tell me they are free of blame.
@@miguelcamara736 so again, this is something Ren says every class had done for years, so its not like these two kids could have just stopped it outright. And by your logic, every participant in this hazing ritual “chose to keep upholding the traditions” and is responsible if something goes wrong. Therefore the two 18 year old kids would be no more responsible than Ren or anyone else who has done it. You also seem to overestimate 14 year old boys… considering that he still tried to swim across the lake despite being specifically told not to, I can’t see how you could actually think that these two older kids MADE him do it. Ren was pretty clear that it was something that this kid couldn’t be talked out of, so again, if these older kids weren’t there to help, he probably would have just drowned
this season has made me reach out onto other hermits’ videos (i just can’t get enough) and this trio of stories has made me such a fan of you Ren! you’re a great story teller
not to mention i love this style of video. it reminds me of the old minecraft vids- just one take! no cuts or very minimal cuts. it makes the video feel so much more personal.
Ren, I'm sure you'll never see this, but in response to your question of your last episode: your story of 'the wall' and how it inspired your current career, I have absolutely been inspired by what you said. Something you asked was along the lines of "what was your own wall story, and how has it inspired you do do what you do?''. I really thought about it, and I reflected on my own 'wall story', and the remembrance of my own 'wall story' came at the perfect time. Days after watching your episode I met with a director of a PhD program for the potential of my admission to the program. One of the questions that came up in my interview was along the lines of 'why are you into this?', and I had my own 'wall' story' to tell; and it couldn't have gone better. So even though you may have made this episode as a one off/prerecorded episode, It really resonated as one of the most impactful things in my recent life. So I thank you Mr. Ren doggie, and I encourage you to keep doing what you're doing, because you're doing amazing. P.S, the base is looking amazing.
These story builds have been wonderful. Continuing them on occasion would definitely be welcome, as evidenced by the many positive comments here. Thank you for sharing yourself with us.
A similar story of getting humbled by my own mortality happened when i was about 8, back in the early 2000's. Me and a buddy of mine were "taking a shortcut" during the winter over a frozen stream of water. Not a large stream, about 2-3 meters wide on average, about 1 meter deep. In any case, even if the finnish winter gets cold, i learned real quick that streams don't really freeze up that well. I was the first to jump over, landed on the edge, slipped and went right under the ice, which again, was a stream with a decently strong current (at least for a small 8 year old). I distinctly remember getting swept away under the ice, travelling about 10ish meters or so, getting discombobulated and finally hitting my head against a rock or something. It was quite intense for an 8 year old. Thankfully the ice wasnt that thick, so once i "landed" and got my head as straight as i could in that panick state (or got a better footing under the ice under a more shallow part of the stream), i was able to break out through the ice by just standing up and grabbing a small tree (or a root or something, this was a long time ago). Once i did, that friend of mine helped me climb out. After this, we simply ran to my house, which was still about 1,5km away at that point. After thinking about that now, having a mobile phone would have made that whole ordeal so much easier. What i'll end with is that our shortcut did not in fact end up being a shortcut.
Very very enjoyable three episodes there, and the other 17! All episode zero to now I have watched in the last two weeks or so. I watched episode 0 the day the 17th episode was posted. I am so glad I've caught up and got to watch a Rendog upload the day it was posted! Really exited to now be finally apart of this community! As a Theater kid, I am super into lore stuff, acting, and being imaginative. Lovin' this all very much so far. So happy to be here, and hope you're enjoy/enjoyed your trip Ren :)
This is like a no commitment audiobook or podcast of some kind. It’s really nice to just take a break and do chores or what not and listen to these short stories. And I’ve honestly taken out some thought into the questions at the end of each episode. Plus the accent man, it’s so relaxing to just listen. I could fall asleep to it.
Ren you are such a great storyteller, your voice is so calming and the way you flesh out the story is very engaging. I absolutely love these chill commentary videos, because it’s such a fantastic form of storytelling it really gets my creative juices flowing, and in a weird way makes me want to sit down and write my own story, or go out and have my own adventure. Thank you sir, and God bless
I’m new to the Hermit craft world and have been rotating through everyone’s season 10 playlists. Ren, I have enjoyed these 3 story time episodes so much. This one is particularly resonant. If you have more stories please consider doing this more in the future, I’ve had a wonderful afternoon listening to your stories while I work. I’m glad you found that Wall and became an entertainer, it’s been quite a boon my week.
I loved these past three episodes. I've listened to them like a podcast while I crochet, and look up to see the progress of the build every now and then, and to see the finished product. I'm a person who gets very vivid mental pictures when hearing a story, and the way that you describe all of the scenery, especially with the forest in the path episode, is so beautiful and cinematic in my head. I would love to see more episodes like this in the future! much love.
Ren, I’ve studied to be a storyteller (writer) for over two decades now, and I want to tell you that these last three episodes have been some of the most masterful storytelling I’ve ever heard. Thank you so much for making these episodes and sharing these stories with us!
I really like these talky episodes. They help with my life. I'd love either a Rendog Podcast or for this type of series to continue. I could listen to this all season long.
I've really loved these past 3 episodes! I would love to see more in the future! I had a similar experience when I was in elementary school. One of the kids in my class, who was shy, broke his nose while playing on the swings, and luckily someone called a teacher and got help. There was so much damage, (a little graphic, but essential to the experience) and the blood stained the concrete for as long as i was at the school. It was absolutely terrifying and we all felt so bad for our classmate. A few weeks later, we went to an overnight camp as a class, and the kid with the broken nose came with us. When the camp director was going over the activities, one of his friends spoke up for him and mentioned the activities that he couldn't do because he was still healing. I remember his friends made sure that he was ok and didn't have any issues the whole time we were there. He really did have great friends that spoke up for him when he felt like he couldn't, and to this day, as a 19 year old, i still think about them and what wonderful friends he had. After that experience, i always tried to support my friends like his friends supported him. Anyway lol, love ur vids Ren!!!!!!!!! have fun with ur fam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!💖💖💖💖
I really loved this format, the stories, I think my favourite has got to be the path, closely followed by the lake (not that the wall wasn’t great too, but the school ones are my fav since your experience and environment were so different from mine!) I would love to see more of this in the future
Your initiation is what Americans call hazing ! Hazing, initiation, beasting, bastardisation, ragging or deposition refers to any activity expected of someone in joining or participating in a group that humiliates, degrades, abuses, or endangers them regardless of a person's willingness to participate. Wikipedia
While I understand the point you're making, I don't think making cups of tea really fits your description. There are plenty of initiation traditions which are nothing like your "definition" I have experienced initiations which are absolutely not negative by any means.
@@brendanlee4444my “definition” was from Wikipedia! My point was to show how different and horrible things are in the United States compared to what Ren experienced.
Please do more episodes like these, they're very fun to listen to :D Anyways here's my story with the lesson cuz why not When I was a kid, I remember knowing about the internet and what it can do since I was barely into kindergarten, which led me to, years later, basically call the internet my second home, where I just had to be a smidge more anonymous than I already was (I was a very shy child). And, throughout my childhood, I got really, really close to my cousin, who I'll just call L. L, unfortunately, is spoiled rotten and has been on the internet since she was a child as well (And she's quite toxic). As we got closer, I remember her being my best friend, so to say, and she stuck with me throughout my first 6 years of school. However, throughout those six years, and me eventually talking to her daily on Discord (She lives like an hour away from me), she started more and more just using me as her personal therapist, and a punching bag. There were indirect rules I had to be aware of with her, like "I can't say no", "Comfort her when she needs it", "Beg her to forgive you if she gets mad, because it is your fault", and "Whatever you do, just be there for her". To me, it felt natural, as I wasn't quite used to anything else at that point in my life, as my previous best friend used me to show how much better and more pretty she was (My body isn't too fit irl, so that was fairly eady for her :'D). Eventually, however, I found a temporary escape, so to say, in online friends. We would use to roleplay a lot, making demon and angel characters, and just having fun. And, eventually, I told L about them, and she asked me if I could invite her to the server. Me, being young, thought that maybe, she'd get along with the others. Short version, she ended up causing chaos, being rude, and told me my friends are 'weird' and told me I should rather hang out with her. I tried a few more times to bring my cousin into that online friend group, but gave up, as all she did was cause drama and call my friends weird. Luckily, when I reached 6th grade, we were just constantly fighting, and she was constantly being toxic. One time when we had each other blocked, I realized that all this wasn't my fault. This was her spoiled rotten by her mother, and she was using me as a punching back to get basically anything, as she didn't really get love from my aunt. So I kept her blocked, and I kept her on no contact, and I noticed how much better I felt, that I'm not her unpaid therapist, and not her punching bag. Inwas as happy as I never was. Now, unfortunately, that same thing happened a few more times in my friend group, which caused me to nowadays be uncomfortable with people telling me about their struggles, but now, my friend group is actively helping me when I get sad about that period, and I'm very thankful for that. And, to this day, my cousin and I still avoid talking to each other at family gatherings, but we can talk without fighting. Thanks for reading :]
35:57 I GOT GOOSEBUMPS! The Storytelling! The series! OH MY GOODNESS! it sure sounds traumatizing! I hold my breath until you said that he survived. Also thats why first aid is super important!
Thanks for the video Rendog. I have specifically been looking forward to coming back to listen to the "last of this series" as I now have some more time. Youre a great story teller, and the fact these are of your real life experiences adds a lot of warmth to them.
Ive loved these three episodes of the ren and dog podcast! I loved your interview on imp and skizz, and these episodes have felt a lot like that! Hope to see more of this in the future!!!
I think one of the old guys on ice road truckers shows said it best. The cycle of a man’s life is spending the first half trying to end it as fast as possible and spending the second half trying to extend it as much as possible.
Ren should use Jump Boost 2 beacons around his alien landscape to give the impression of lower gravity
Good idea
I think he should also use a timer or waterlooged shrieker that will release some lingering Slow Falling potions. Itll make for a cool bubbley area around the alien planet and the Slow falling and jump boost will really feel like space.
@@nether2227cool idea!!
yeah, im definitely on board with that lol. REN LOOK AT THIS ORIGINAL COMMENT lol
That'd be perfect I hope he sees this
As much as I love the Gigacorp storyline and all the associated shenanigans, I could genuinely listen to an entire season of Ren just building and talking candidly about his life.
Agreed these past three or so episodes have been great
Agreed
We need a ren podcast
You should watch his old let's play series. He tells all these stories and more
@@DM-dc1yyrendog singleplayer raised me. it’s all this while he struggles with basic caves and jungles
"6 diamonds a stack" pays 3 diamonds a stack lmao
Self prescribed bulk item deal, big brain move 🧠🧠
I thought that was what had happened lol.
Finally, I find the culprit
He severely underpaid lol
A lot of people have been under paying this season. Iskall has had issues at his rocket shop
When I was about 10 years old, I was diagnosed with ITP, a blood disease that basically meant that my body was killing off its own platelets. It unfortunately left me vulnerable to internal bleeding and restricted many of my activities. The saddest for me was not being able to dive or jump off the dock at the lake.
In a world where my mom was in constant anxiety over my health, and I felt so scared, frustrated and isolated, going to the lake wasn’t as fun anymore. But my friends were there to race through the water, construct elaborate sand creations and play mermaids with me (because no mermaid has ever needed to jump off a dock). It’s the moments of quiet human kindness and adaptability that made that summer and the year following bearable for me. No one needed to worry for me, or loudly remind anyone of my limitations. They just had to meet me where I was, and continue on.
As someone with a disability, I can totally relate to Reggie - belonging is important to everyone, despite limitations that may exist in your life. I’m glad for the solidarity your group showed to him, and your introspection of other ways you could have shown him that he belonged. The important thing is that as disabled people, we are simply people who have to adapt.
There is something so meaningful and pure about the adaptive nature of children that I think we grow out of far too quickly, but anytime I find myself at a hurdle I can’t overcome, I think of my friends - totally capable of jumping that hurdle - and how they walked around it with me instead.
Wonderful !
This was such a heartwarming read, thanks for sharing your story. ✨
The way you worded this is really beautiful
I can, maybe not fully but certainly partially, relate to your story since I was born with scoliosis, klinefelter syndrome, flatfeet, myopia and a few other minor things which made my young quite a bit different then that of others of my age. I crawled on all four way longer then most kids which made walks with the kids and the dogs something different as well. My three sisters walked but I had to sit in the 'poussette ' because I couldn't walk normally. During nights I slept in traction (leather belts attached to the bedframe to pull my spine down by my hips and a weighted strap under my chin to pull the other side up) for the first 12 years of my life. On top of that I had physical therapy 3 times a week at the local children hospital. But all those things were normal to me since I had never known it any different. The real trauma came when I was 12 and the doctors decided that therapy alone wasn't enough anymore so I had to have full spine surgery. As if that on itself wasn't bad enough yet I had to change schools afterwards and was sent to a boarding school for disabled people because I wasn't allowed to do any sport activities after the surgery. This school was in another province but could just as well have been on the moon for me since I had never left my town further then to the next town over to swim or go to the library. Long story told short I kinda lost all my childhood friends that year since apparently it was not done to be familiar with a handicapped person or something. Luckily I found other friends on that school of which one who still visits me almost monthly till this day.
Ren, as a combat veteran that had a messy childhood, I feel that you used the word trauma correctly. You don't have to go through a war or experience something horrifying to be traumatized and there are varying levels of trauma. A child essentially being removed from their family even in the safest and comforting of embraces would infact be traumatizing for the child and family. Obviously this would be a low level easy to move forward from traumatic moment, but a traumatizing moment nonetheless. It's still an impact full moment that shaped who you are.
Exactly. Trauma is not a black and white thing. It's a spectrum. Traumas can be small and do miniscule damage. They can also be massive and life altering. They can cripple us for life or they can be stories we tell to new friends.
Trauma simply refers to distressing, uncontrollable situations that are difficult to cope with. Watching a friend be rescued after nearly drowning absolutely constitutes as a traumatic event.
I absolutely respect the fact people try to use these words less to avoid minimizing our experiences, our pain, and our road to recovery, but they are minimizing their own in the process and that is the last thing I want to see.
Not only is it a spectrum, but it's also a *relative* and very *personal* experience.
Especially as a child, we lack perspective, and whether child-hood trauma stays with someone into adult-hood doesn't only depend on how traumatic it was, but also on the support network they have around them.
Getting the necessary help to both feel safe and secure, and also process what happened, can make even the most traumatic events more manageable. Whereas a child with uncaring parents that suffers a relatively minor trauma can be struggling with it as adults still, simply because of the lack of understanding and support. Or in some cases, the over-reaction of their parents. Such as Munchausen by Proxy.
Though, to be fair, lack of understanding support is a traumatic experience on its own so perhaps it's not a good comparison. It does take a certain level of empathy for a person to realise that even if *they've* have lived through much worse it still is very traumatic for the person in the present.
I kind of think of trauma as emotional scar tissue. There are vastly varied ways you can get scars, but all of them leave a mark.
petition to call young rendog; "renpup"
oh my god yes
Seconded!!
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I had a moment where I realised that people aren't indestructible when I was 8. I was staying with my grandmother for the night and she had a massive heart attack at one in the morning. I had to help her however I could while I waited for the paramedic. Fortunately she was a nurse before she retired so she walked me slowly through what I had to do. But it was definitely a life changing experience
as someone who's been in Reggie's shoes more than once, because of my own chronic illness, i find it kind of interesting that i had to learn a lesson that was almost the inverse of what you learned: your health is the most important thing. before pride, before anything else, you always need to be sure that your medical issues are taken care of. it's something that i'm pretty sure everyone with a chronic illness has had to learn at some point
Kleenex. For a moment I was thinking (like an 18yr old) that Ren was going in a different direct. Nearly ended in tears. 😂
I had the same thought, then he said tears and I slapped myself
no.. he was XD but you gotta stay PG yknow? As much as Ren can ofc, which isnt a lot 😂
Heh heh. Glad i wasnt the only one!
Oh good, it wasn't just my twisted mind that went there! 💦
The type of tears that runs down your thighs.
Honey: 6 diamonds a stack
Ren: **pays 3 diamonds**
xD
Ren's like: 🙈🙉🙊
Must have been that 'jump boost'.
Well least he paid bdubs double a fair few episodes back
Ren must still think he is king. :D
Ren is probably becoming one of my favorite hermits to listen to
Its both calming and interesting
@@-Brickbro1 and a hint of mischief :D
100% he could have a side hustle narrating tv shows or books
Fr I’m loving the stories he’s been uploading
What you described is one of the most important lessons i learned from the boy scouts. You dont succeed unless you lift everyone up, no one wins alone.
I would add one thing that I learned in addition to that.
Remember the senior who saved that kid's life?
Be that guy- learn basic lifesaving stuff like how to rescue a drowning person or do first aid and BE THAT GUY. Because when someone gets hurt, they often do so in a crowd of people too shocked to help. Crowds of onlookers, Drivers watching the spectacle and doing nothing, or bus riders hiding in the benches. But if so much as one person can help them, it will drastically change their experience and often save their life. A little training from you and some initiative is the difference between a gunshot casket and a broken rib, and if even one in a hundred of us would do that for each other the world would be a much better place.
I came here to say the same and more about boy scouts. It was there, thankfully through education and not experience, I learned about the fragility of life. And how to protect it. It was through BSA I got my lifeguard certification. Through scouts, I learned to love and respect the water. Kayaking, canoeing, swimming. It was through scouts I learned more about archery, rifles, and shotguns. It was such a beneficial part of my life.
Just like to add, be that guy if you can. It's fine if you enter into training, like first aid or what have you, and discover you're not that guy. In trying you've done more than many and you've learned something about yourself that should be just as acceptable as finding out you are that guy.
Furthermore, you may learn to recognize that guy in that crowd, and be able to help them help the people. Learning to recognize the good that's already there makes your world a better place.
Absolutely, and helping in a crisis can look different than directly applying first aid or lifting someone out of trouble. While someone is being helped, you can be someone who manages the crowds of people to move away from the crisis, you can comfort others, you can call for help, you can get equipment, you can gather helpful information about the patient.
You don't have to be physically strong or medically skilled to help in a crisis. Just be proactive, confident in yourself, and willing to take direction from others.
One other reason to take a CPR course.
It could be your own child that needs help, and there's no-one but you there.
I have a rather troubling memory as a young child of choking on my food, and the incredibly ineffectual help I received by panicked family members. Not being able to breathe, and having people look on in wide-eyed panic really takes away the feeling of safety a child has.
Turned out okay, obviously, but I certainly don't want to pass along an experience like that to anyone if I can avoid it.
Don't be a guy that put others' lives in danger in the first place. Even if Reggie didn't have asthma any of those kids could have ended in that situation.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a one shot take or a heavily produced lore-deep star wars hommage feature length movie, Ren is just a masterful storyteller, what a great few videos, would love more of them, so good!
Ren has an amazing ability. Over the last 3 videos literally telling us stories and weaving it into a single narrative on the server. Making relevant content within the context of his base. Building up the world around him the way he wants it to be and tying it to these real life moments that all drive deep and have real emotional implications.
Ren you under paid for the honey. You owe 27 diamonds (9×3)
Don't snitch on the King. He'll take your head.
@@randompersonintheworld232king no more lol
@@randompersonintheworld232 Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
Please tell me why my brain decided to read your comment as “Ren your underpaid honey” smh istg.
It's a shame this series ends so quickly. I'd love to see more episodes like this.
We also had an initiation in high school (only one though). I didn't have such a drastic moment, but I thought I'd share it. We had a 3 day camp before the start of our first year (it's name translates to something like zero camp), to get to know our future classmates. I guess one could call the whole camp an initiation, but I think the dawn of the 3rd day fits Rendog's description the most. The whole thing was a surprise, the seniors (older students, who were organizing the programs along these 3 days) woke us up at 3 am. We were told to put on warm clothes and before our cabins we had to form a line, grab the shoulders of the person before us. Than the seniors gave us blindfolds and led us into the unknown. We had to duck under tree branches, step over huge logs, etc. Of course all the obstacles were put there or held by seniors, but I was naive enough to believe the tales. Then once we arrived at an opening, we got our blindfolds removed. We were standing before a small stone structure with seniors holding torches on either side. We were than called one by one to receive a medallion representing our initiation. Then we danced and sang songs which were traditional in our school. It was a great experience which I'll never forget. Just like the feeling when we finally got back into our beds.
For anyone wondering I'm from Hungary.
Cheers, T.M.
Thanks for sharing that, guy.
Isn't it called hazing
I think my story is more similar to the episode about getting lost in the Orc field, but the lake and the theme of recognizing you aren't invincible is what brought this to mind.
I'm not entirely sure how old I was, maybe 8 or 9, and I was out at a lake for a big day trip with my family and a bunch of other family friends. This was a very big lake, and just several yards down the shoreline from our campsite, there was a side of the lake that was completely made out of large rocks and boulders, placed there for erosion control I assume. It was the kind of craggy terrain where you could easily slip in between the rocks and break your leg or something, and above the rocks was a big dirt cliff that was definitely not climbable.
I always loved climbing stuff, so I decided I was going to wander off on my own and traverse this harsh landscape. Some of it I was able to jump from rock to rock, and some parts I had to use my hands and climb more carefully. I was having fun for a while, but at some point I finally slipped and my right wrist came down on the edge of a sharp jagged rock, which sliced my wrist just below my palm. It was only at this moment I looked back and realized I was so far away I couldn't see or hear anyone from the campground. Above the rocks was the impassable dirt cliff, and the only way to go was back the way I came.
In retrospect I know that it wasn't a life-threatening injury, but it hurt pretty bad and it was enough of a gash to be consistently dripping blood. Between the wound, knowing there was nobody around to help me, and the sudden realization of just how dangerous this adventure was, I definitely thought I was at risk of bleeding out on those rocks where nobody would ever find me. I knew I had to pull myself together and make the trip back, so I sucked it up and got moving. In reality I was probably only a quarter mile or so down the rocks, if that. But given the harsh terrain and the curvature of the lake keeping the campground hidden out of view, it felt like MILES. Despite dripping blood and tears the whole time, the only thing I could think about was moving from rock to rock, one at a time, and not giving up. It was my 8-or-9 year old survival instincts kicking in for the first time in my life that I can remember. Eventually I did make it back, exhausted and relived to be alive. I found my parents and got my wrist bandaged up.
What really stuck out to me from that experience was the state my mind went into that kept me moving. I wasn't concerned with how far I still had to go, or how difficult it would be; just that unwavering determination to push forward and get myself to safety. There's been other points in my life where I was in some kind of very difficult or painful situation, where that same survival mindset kicks in and I know I need to live entirely in the moment and persevere through whatever is happening. To this day (I'm 32 now) I still have a small scar on my wrist from that fall. To me it's a reminder of that survival instinct. If little me could do it, so can older me. And so can you.
Man, that turned into quite the long comment lol. Loved these story episodes Ren. While many of the Hermits are inspiring in their own way, I think the stories you share on this channel really stand out on their own. I hope you had a fantastic vacation!
I think Storytime with Ren could be a fun addition to your videos. They also don't have to be super intense. Could do food stories, learning to drive, vacation stories, any animal stories? Could be anything really, bcz its your gift of story telling that makes them so enjoyable.
Loved these, ❤️
Honestly I never had a single moment of realization, but probably over a while, Minecraft changed me.
I grew up in an area where people who were different were treated with a kind of casual cruelty. Racism, homophobia, ethnic slurs, stuff like that was basically all I heard and it's what I picked up.
Minecraft was the first game where I played where there were people different from me, who kind of stood up to that and said "hey, that's not right. Don't say that. Don't be that way."
And that had a huge impact on me over time, getting away from that constant cruelty made me a better person, made me meet better people, etc.
And looking back now at the bitter, closed off people that grew out of that hate, it's kind of scary to think how close I came to following a similar path, and never knowing all the awesome people I jave met ingame and out.
This lake story reminds me of a group I taught 2 years ago. A new student was going to be placed in this group halfway through the year. We (myself and the other head teacher) kept on telling the group to not leave this kid behind, to help him get to his classes on time, to invite him during lunch and just make sure that he would feel welcome. One week after this kid had arrived, everything was going way better than we ever expected. This kid never had to sit alone, someone would always make sure he had an escort to the next classroom and he was already fully accepted in the group. He was a bit behind on some classes, but his classmates were helping him as well.
Everything was going fine until dance class. Since the group was halfway into learning a dance song that they were going to perform as well later on in the year, this kid was behind there as well. This group already didn't like the dance teacher and found his rules unreasonable, like don't put your hands in your pockets and don't sit down. So when this new kid arrived, he was allowed to stay on the side duing this lesson and watch what the others were doing to ease in to the dance. At some point he was just watching and trying to see what the steps were, and put his hands in his pockets as was natural for him to do. The teacher saw this and blew up on this poor kid. Most of the group started to yell back at the teacher that this was unreasonable from the teacher, as this new kid is just watching and trying to figure everything out. Then the teacher decided to kick the new kid out of class for putting his hands in his pockets. The group decided to listen to what we had told them in the month before the new kid arrived, and refused to leave him behind.
If you get kicked out of class, there is an other classroom you have to go to and sit out the lesson there. They were very surprised to see an whole class walk in to their room to tell that they have been kicked out. As their teachers, we were not allowed to say that we were proud of standing up for someone that needed it. We also didn't agree with the rule of not putting your hands in your pockets when not dancing, but were not allowed to say that to the kids.
I've honestly been massively inspired by your first story about the path and while I was watching it I thought about getting back into nature and there is a huge amount of forest and fields behind my house so starting this week I am beginning 'out of bounds Sundays' where I'll just go out and explore the land
I’m gonna miss the pre-recorded episodes but I’ll miss them as much as I’m happy for up coming episodes with hermit interactions! Still feel bad after X got left on heard in the path episode 😥
Man, these stories really helped me realize that I am not paying enough attention to my life, I have stories, I lived a not all boring childhood, but I don't know if I can craft a tale like yours, I don't have adventures so vivid that I can report them, and to your question of what moment changed my perspective of life...I have yet to find an awnser... I realize that my life is escaping through my fingers....thanks for the wake up call Ren
😮 great comment
This little trilogy really is special. It's these kinds of videos that give Hermitcraft its identity, especially in season 10, with the Hermits sitting back on the drastic UA-camr clickbait-esque progress and challenging themselves in the little ways. Would totally be looking forward to more Storytime With Rendog(TM) were it to continue!🩵
Ahhh Southern Hemisphere end of summer, nothing like it! Warm, delicious and perfect! Safe travels home Ren!
As someone who didn't watch a ton of Rendog until this season, I have to say, these past 3 episodes have been some of the best Hermitcraft I've seen over the years. Ren, your masterful storytelling and ability to impart the gravity, fun, and import of each of the situations has been wonderful. Thank you for sharing the stories, would love this format again in the future!
I like that you mention that it should be a solidarity thing. Reggie sounds like he wanted to fit in and want the approval. Maybe coming up with another initiation ritual would be good also
I like listening to stories of your past. These episodes where you talk about your life got me interested in you all those years ago. I would be happy if you did more episodes like this in the future.
I started watching hermitcraft season 6. The UA-cam algorithm was suggesting mumbo videos because I had watched a few. My kids played Minecraft and they kept asking for help building doors.
In 2018, on Easter Sunday, as we were getting ready to leave my parents house after a day of food and egg hunts, my 2 year old son went missing. We found him in a pond on the back of the property and despite my efforts at cpr, and the hospitals efforts to revive him he didn’t make it. So this was an especially hard episode to listen to.
I know I’ve seen so many comments in various places, people saying this or that hermit has helped them through some hard time or depression. It seems odd that you can sit in front of a computer, build in a blocky video game, and put those recordings on UA-cam, and that have such a phenomenal effect on people’s lives. I mean, you’re not a firefighter or a doctor, right? No, but you give us joy, and that is just as important as fire fighters and doctors.
I would lay in bed in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because of the ptsd, trauma, and debilitating sadness. I would watch iskall (I didn’t start out watching or even knowing who all the people were on the server) videos during that time so that my brain would not think all the horrible things it wanted to think. Iskall’s laugh is endearing and contagious. I don’t know how I would have made it through those early days without hermitcraft shenanigans. I started watching everyone’s videos. To this day I suffer from that most horrible day and to this day I watch hermitcraft content when I can’t sleep, when I need to chase the demons out of my head, or just because. You all allow us to be part of all your beautiful friendships. I hope, that if you ever feel low, you can lean on us for support as well.
I have a story yeah, it's a sad one though and it's gonna be long.
My best friend in primary school (we'll her Emma) had lung issues that lead to her heaving problems breathing, she had inhalers and all sorts of equipment. This was in the 90s and my school wasn't the best, the teachers weren't very nice and didn't really take this sort of stuff into account.
For P.E one day they expected us to run / jog the entirety of a field, for kids as young as us (I was about 9) it was massive and they expected us to do 2 laps around it. Emma said to the teachers that she wouldn't be able to do it, they told her to do it anyway. I stood up for her and told them she can't do it, I knew how bad her condition was because I'd always walk with her to classes and she could barely get up the stairs to our maths room because of her it, she cannot do this run. But they told me to shut up as well and ended up putting us in separate groups so we couldn't protest anymore.
My group was to go around for one lap, then the second group would go, then ours again for the second lap and then theirs. I tried to protest but Emma told me to just go, it'll be fine. So reluctantly I headed off with my group, a bit behind because I am also disabled and thus was slower than they were. The teachers shouted at me most of the way, thinking I was doing it on purpose to prevent the second group going.
The second group headed off and I watched, really worried as I watched Emma struggle, the teachers shouting at her just like they did me and I told them to shut up because she was struggling. She made the first lap but it was clear she couldn't do anymore. We were sent around for our second lap and I could barely manage, I was in so much pain and I could see Emma on the other side of the field practically hacking up from struggling to breathe. I made it back and straight up told the teachers she cannot do this and they again told me to shut up and sent her off with the group despite both our protests.
I watched as she got further and further away... and then she collapsed. I just remember screaming and running but a teacher grabbed me and they took a nice, slow stroll over to her. Then one ran back and told another teacher to take us all away.
Emma collapsed from breathing issues that lead to a heart attack, she died that day and I never forgave myself because I felt like I could've done so much more, so now anytime I'm in that situation with someone I will yell, I will scream, I will protest and I will not shut up. There was a police enquiry and I told them everything that happened, the school tried to play it off as a freak accident, they had "no idea" etc. The school is long gone now, it's a housing estate but I'll never forget her.
I like to think of Ren on the beach just hanging out and in the back of his head he's thinking "'the lake' is probably live right now I bet they are loving it" with a small smirk 😏
I spent a long time in Scouting, and it wasn't until I was in the military that I finally experienced something that made me feel that fragility. I was at a three week training course for my career field, about 4 years into my career. There were a few people there who I knew from my first assignment, so it was easy to hang out again and reconnect. One person there had been on a deployment fairly recently, helping with aeromedical evacuation. He was drinking heavily, and just didn't seem himself - after some private discussion, a couple of us discovered that he saw some things that messed him up .. pretty badly.
We got into his unlocked room the next morning and took all the alcohol, and then didn't leave him alone for the remainder of the course. One of the other people promised to get him to some help once they got back to their base. In those moments though, I didn't have any way to 'fix' what was damaged. I couldn't stitch anything up, or apply a splint. I was honestly scared for him. I never heard anything about him after that, but I hope that he's doing well.
I really enjoyed these videos, you have a great voice and fantastic presentation. Thank you!
The lake story hit me harder than I expected. I feel for Reggie, as someone who grew up with health problems that did affect some aspects of my childhood, I totally get the feeling wanting to be part of the group and showing you can still do it only for it go wrong. I'm glad he was okay in the end.
When I was around 11-12, I was at a campout with some friends from boy scouts. We were swimming at the lake when a couple of older guys (maybe around 20 or 21) started yelling for help. Their friend was under the surface. The surfacw of the water was foggy, so you couldn't see anything, making searching for him extremely difficult. Me being a kid, I didn't know what to do to help, and noone else seemed to know what to do either. All anyone could do is call 911 and hope help came in time or hope he came up on his own. He never came up. That night my mom told me something that stuck with me all my life. She said that a mother was going to bed without a son tonight. It made me realize that death isn't just an end to one person's life, but a change to several people's lives.
Thanks for sharing your stories Ren. I would love it if you made more videos like this one :)
As someone who's been watching since season 5, I've always liked the stories you tell. And your voice is so calming and cheery to listen to. Would definitely love to see a bit more of them in the future!
Im late to the video, but i still wanted to share. I spent 3 summers in a row in Kansas taking care of my great aunt. I might have been 12 or 13 my first summer there? Anyway, she was in a wheelchair and needed oxygen at all times. I spent a lot of my time there helping her clean up her garden, learning her cooking ways, making sure she got her insulin when she needed it, helping her up and down stairs, etc. She taught me many things, and one in particular, i didn't know would impact the rest of my life. Fast forward to the last summer I spent with her, her new years resolution was to not have a hospital visit, and she was doing great, until suddenly, one day, she wasn't. I was beside her at the hospital asking the nurses and doctors all the questions, keeping my eye on her machines to reassure myself that she was okay. She spent a few days hospitalized before she passed away. I will never forget this because I was in the room when she passed and it was just a few days before my birthday.
Still to this day, she inspires me to be the light in a room full of dark. She taught me that people are not immortal in the most beautiful heartbreaking way.
Thank you for reading if you did. Ren, you inspire me to be more open about my life experience, and i want to thank you for being you. You're truly my favorite hermit. Thank you again.
When I was around 7, my mother had a stroke. I remember little bits of the night, and it was one of the most terrifying things in my life, she spent almost a month in the hospital, me and my sister had to stay at some of my cousins house that was around an hour from the hospital. It was then when I realized how much my mother did for me and my family and how much I loved and needed her in my life. I am very very grateful to say that she survived and she is now more healthy then ever, but definitely something to remember
Joel is going to be so happy when he collects his diamonds the honey shop has not been the best at adding to his wallet. So lucky for him you needed honey for your lake and not water.
Have a fantastic and safe trip. Love to your family.
Until he realizes he's been short changed by half lol
@@tomj819 I watched the transaction again. Your so right, poor Joel but then again he's desperate any diamonds will do.
Rendog: I didn't had a traumatic childhood
Rendog story: . . . . .
"It took something almost tragic to happen" for you to learn that lesson... I think that's the magic of telling stories (and you told this one really well) because while we all make different experiences, through stories we can partake in other people's experiences and learn our own lessons from them
I love these last episodes so much, reminds me of Rendog’s Let’s Play series, I watched all from S1 to the end, and they really inspired me to play Minecraft. I hope to see more episodes in this format in the future
I’m only halfway through the episode and now have to go to work, but I feel compelled to say: as a member of a sorority in the US, what you call “initiations” sounds an awful lot like what we’d call hazing. Hazing culture makes me sad, because it so often leads to people getting hurt or causes undue social stress on the people being pressured to participate in it. My sorority was very firm about not allowing hazing of any kind, and I’m glad they were. We had plenty of fun, positive traditions that fulfilled that purpose without making anyone uncomfortable or unsafe. Nobody should be coerced into doing something they don’t want to do just because it’s a tradition-sometimes, traditions suck.
I came looking for your comment down here. I appreciate what ren said about how in his Experiance they seemed pretty safe but when he mentioned the 5 mile run or the swim I immediately saw warning bells. What if a boy lied about being able to swim or his ability to swim, what if a child got lost in the midnight run like ren did earlier in these episodes. It can be dangerous even tho I can seem like a harmless tradition many people will loose track of their limits in situations like these and it can be fatal far too often. This isn’t to be a party pooper it’s just fact unfortunately
I've never been fond of those "initiation" things, and lucky the only time I was subjected to one was in my first year at University. Thankfully, some of us got wind of it ahead of time (it was supposed to be a surprise) so we could prepare, gather up what we needed to get in a nice way ahead of time, then hang out in the stairwell until we'd been gone long enough.
Ren, I love your stories. Please don't stop doing this type of video. Even if it's once in awhile. You are a great storyteller.
My boyfriend and I have our first house away from our parents, we've lived here for about a year and a half now.
We moved in, two people in their young 20's, just smoking weed everyday and talking to the same people we were friends with from our old town 2 hours away.
Moving away from them and having more alone time made us both realize how childish and toxic those people were for us and how we weren't doing much with our time. These people liked causing drama, trying to get as drunk as possible, and didn't like to spend their money if we were around. They were leaches.
Cutting them off has helped is both tremendously in maturing and also just our mental health
I was teary-eyed when it was at the end of the story of the lake, Mr. Rendog and your episodes are hilarious, such as in season 6 with renbob and the hermitcraft cival War
Great stories, I love the format of these videos. It’s a fun change of pace. you could expand this into a series that you do periodically maybe working with another hermit and having them tell a story as well…. Sort of like a podcast/hermit helping hermits.
I watched all three talky episodes Mr Rendog sir and enjoyed the thoroughly professional minecrafting throughout. I may be an outlier though as I'm making it my goal to watch everyone! Because as you say "you love to see it!"
I think Ren told this story before in an episode of his single-player Minecraft series, I'm not sure when but I'm assuming around Season 2 when building the lake side villa he told this story. It's just as good of a story as it was back then!
We definitely enjoyed the "talky" episodes Ren. It's always nice for us to watch episodes of "created content," but it's even better for us to be reminded that the people we watch are, in fact, also human and have lives outside of UA-cam. Keep it up man, even some of us viewers who are well into our 30s still appreciate a good talky episode.
It is sad how that tradition will never stop unless someone actually dies. Maybe somethings should end before people die.
I’d love to see more of these story episodes, I love hearing these childhood stories
Thank you for sharing such a touching story, Ren. Beautifully visualized and candidly vulnerable. Cheers, mate!
As a fellow Brit who grew up in boarding schools across SA (middleberg, Ixopo, Grenville), this took me back!
And the word 'Initiation' will always smell of tigerbalm and vinegar.
Hearing the story about y'all running to the other dorms with pillows preparing for war reminded me a lot of my time at the US Naval Academy Summer Seminar. On one of the days, my company were told to wake up at like 1 AM, we ran across the halls to another company, I think it was Charlie, we were Bravo, and we ran banging on doors playing loud music, etc. Then we all had to springt back to our rooms, get into our beds, and pretend to be asleep before any of us got caught. That was an awesome experience.
These videos were lovely, and I watched them all the way through. Thanks for sharing these stories, they were very interesting. I have a story about how I started to appreciate my life a lot more and became a kinder human being.
for context, I have been dealing with mental health issues for years, and because of that I missed out on a lot of teenage things, like going out to party's and just fun outings. well over the past two years I have made so many strides in improving my mental health, I managed to get back into school and make new friends, I've been on holiday, and things are generally looking up.
Starting to get back out into the world again made me realize how wonderful it is, I remember going into a super market for the first time in a few years and getting so excited at how the bread smelt and all of the stuff to choose from. to an outsider it probably looked ridiculous to see this nervous teenager getting super excited about the crisp section, but I was just so happy to experience all this normal stuff. same when I went on a school trip, and when I started going to parties with friends. one of my happiest memories is just sitting on a trampoline in the cold at night, with a bunch of my friends and being a silly teenager.
I am so grateful, and being able to do normal and everyday things just makes me so happy and it makes me appreciate the world, but I don't think I would have been this appreciative or happy about everyday things if I hadn't been through all of the struggles I had.
These struggles have also made me realise how small acts of kindness and reaching out to someone every now and then can make such a big difference. after some recent struggles I had a friend reach out with a message, it wasn't long and didn't make a big deal out of stuff, it just said that they were thinking about me and asked to meet soon. That honestly meant so much to me and I took them up on their offer, and that day is now one of my happiest memories. Small things like dropping someone a message lets them know that you care, and it has helped me to improve my mental health. It is now something that I aim to do, to reach out more often and let people know that I'm thinking about them.
I think all of the mental health issues have made me appreciate the world and my relationships in a way I don't think I would have had I not been through them. I wont say I'm grateful for the mental health issues and the difficult times, because they were horrible to go through and I still struggle every day, but I am grateful for the person that those issues and struggles turned me into, because I actually really like that person and I'm really excited to live my life.
I hope everyone has a lovely day, and If you read my story then thank you. Thanks again Ren for the amazing videos and opportunity to share our stories.
So happy with this story time videos. I have something to listen/watch while working
I really appreciate Ren's story telling ability. That ability to set the scene and take us on an adventure through the past is something I wish I could do.
I've adored these stories Ren, you have a real gift for storytelling. I hope you'll sprinkle these in along with your other Hermitcraft content. Have a wonderful vacation! Enjoy that beach while you can.
I'll share a story along the same lines. There was a day when I was out bike riding with one of my friends. We were both young girls about 13. This was 20 years or so. It wasn't unusual for us in the summer to spend the whole day just riding around our neighborhood. There were 2 nearby parks and a very large old cemetery we liked to play in. We liked the cemetery because no one was ever there. It was quiet and filled with large old trees. It was like wondering around old castle grounds with all the large stone headstones. There were a lot of steep hills in the cemetery grounds we liked to walk our bikes up to the top and ride down. We never worried about people or cars because we were away from the road and it was very rare for us to run into other people. We were also young, dumb and invincible. One day while exploring the cemetery we noticed that there was a car and a woman who appeared to be visiting one of the graves. We typically avoided people when we saw them. It was a cemetery after all so we would give people space. Probably 20 minutes later while racing her bike down one of the hills my friend hit a stick, flipped over her handlebars and wiped out on her bike. I ran over to check on her and it was not a small wound. She'd hit her head, embedded her glasses into her forehead an inch from her eye and since it was a head wound there was blood everywhere. We had no cell phones, were probably half a mile from the nearest home, 2 miles from our homes. BUT I remembered seeing that random woman with the car. I ran to see if she was still there, maybe she had a phone we could use to call help? She was still there; she had a phone and not only was she willing to come check on my friend, but she was also a registered nurse at the nearby hospital. I literally couldn't have found a better person. She called an ambulance, helped me call our parents and took care of two random little girls when we were scared. All these years later I don't remember her name, but I remember her act of kindness and how calm she was. We were more carful on the hills after that day. Everyone needs help sometimes and a stranger can make all the difference. Thank you random nurse, wherever you are.
I’d like to take a moment to appreciate the two older boys that probably saved “Reggie’s” life. I know they were older than you, but they were practically still kids too. It’s pretty impressive that the one would immediately strip and swim into the lake to get him, and that they both ran him to the infirmary in spite of the possibility of getting into trouble themselves
They don't deserve any "appreciation" since they were responsible to degree by starting the whole situation on the first place.
@@miguelcamara736 I wouldn’t exactly say two 18 year old boys are responsible for a hazing tradition that had apparently been pretty well established in this school’s culture. Obviously it’s a bad tradition, but it’s hardly the fault of two specific individuals. He also didn’t say how big their roles were in this particular incident either, so the best you can really argue is that they shouldn’t have participated at all, which would have definitely ended in a kid drowning…
@@asdjeki6751 They "chose" to keep upholding the "traditions" as you put it, and allowed the kid which wouldn't be able to complete the strenuous task of crossing a lake to participate. Luckily nothing major happened, but in the case the kid would have ended up dead, they would have been the ones to blame.
@@asdjeki6751 The 12 years old wouldn't attempted to cross the lake unprompted... The 18 years old were the ones that started it all, so don't tell me they are free of blame.
@@miguelcamara736 so again, this is something Ren says every class had done for years, so its not like these two kids could have just stopped it outright. And by your logic, every participant in this hazing ritual “chose to keep upholding the traditions” and is responsible if something goes wrong. Therefore the two 18 year old kids would be no more responsible than Ren or anyone else who has done it. You also seem to overestimate 14 year old boys… considering that he still tried to swim across the lake despite being specifically told not to, I can’t see how you could actually think that these two older kids MADE him do it. Ren was pretty clear that it was something that this kid couldn’t be talked out of, so again, if these older kids weren’t there to help, he probably would have just drowned
this season has made me reach out onto other hermits’ videos (i just can’t get enough) and this trio of stories has made me such a fan of you Ren! you’re a great story teller
not to mention i love this style of video. it reminds me of the old minecraft vids- just one take! no cuts or very minimal cuts. it makes the video feel so much more personal.
I am totally addicted I watch every single hermit 😂
Ren, I'm sure you'll never see this, but in response to your question of your last episode: your story of 'the wall' and how it inspired your current career, I have absolutely been inspired by what you said. Something you asked was along the lines of "what was your own wall story, and how has it inspired you do do what you do?''. I really thought about it, and I reflected on my own 'wall story', and the remembrance of my own 'wall story' came at the perfect time. Days after watching your episode I met with a director of a PhD program for the potential of my admission to the program. One of the questions that came up in my interview was along the lines of 'why are you into this?', and I had my own 'wall' story' to tell; and it couldn't have gone better. So even though you may have made this episode as a one off/prerecorded episode, It really resonated as one of the most impactful things in my recent life. So I thank you Mr. Ren doggie, and I encourage you to keep doing what you're doing, because you're doing amazing. P.S, the base is looking amazing.
Ren really keeps us stacked with these uploads!! Love the world you're creating man!
These story builds have been wonderful. Continuing them on occasion would definitely be welcome, as evidenced by the many positive comments here. Thank you for sharing yourself with us.
"initiation" otherwise known as Bullying and Abuse.
A similar story of getting humbled by my own mortality happened when i was about 8, back in the early 2000's. Me and a buddy of mine were "taking a shortcut" during the winter over a frozen stream of water. Not a large stream, about 2-3 meters wide on average, about 1 meter deep. In any case, even if the finnish winter gets cold, i learned real quick that streams don't really freeze up that well. I was the first to jump over, landed on the edge, slipped and went right under the ice, which again, was a stream with a decently strong current (at least for a small 8 year old).
I distinctly remember getting swept away under the ice, travelling about 10ish meters or so, getting discombobulated and finally hitting my head against a rock or something. It was quite intense for an 8 year old. Thankfully the ice wasnt that thick, so once i "landed" and got my head as straight as i could in that panick state (or got a better footing under the ice under a more shallow part of the stream), i was able to break out through the ice by just standing up and grabbing a small tree (or a root or something, this was a long time ago). Once i did, that friend of mine helped me climb out. After this, we simply ran to my house, which was still about 1,5km away at that point. After thinking about that now, having a mobile phone would have made that whole ordeal so much easier.
What i'll end with is that our shortcut did not in fact end up being a shortcut.
I did same only loch Ness Scotland. That cold water really is a shocker eh! It's like you can't think
Watched all 3! I’ve really enjoyed these storytime episodes
These one cut videos are actually really enjoyable can’t wait to have you back Ren😊
It's funny how I can tell where in the timeline this was recorded based on where Perry is
Very very enjoyable three episodes there, and the other 17! All episode zero to now I have watched in the last two weeks or so. I watched episode 0 the day the 17th episode was posted. I am so glad I've caught up and got to watch a Rendog upload the day it was posted! Really exited to now be finally apart of this community! As a Theater kid, I am super into lore stuff, acting, and being imaginative. Lovin' this all very much so far. So happy to be here, and hope you're enjoy/enjoyed your trip Ren :)
It’s a good day when Ren uploads!! Loving these story telling videos!!
Love these story telling episodes. They need to come back more frequently. You are a fabulous story teller, Ren. Thanks!
I loved all three storytime/Renpod episodes. I do hope you continue do these occasionally. And GG on the one take no distractions episode!
This is like a no commitment audiobook or podcast of some kind. It’s really nice to just take a break and do chores or what not and listen to these short stories. And I’ve honestly taken out some thought into the questions at the end of each episode.
Plus the accent man, it’s so relaxing to just listen. I could fall asleep to it.
"and that was the last tiume I saw my parents" *pause*
i was holding my breath there!
Ren: "about 3 degrees"
Me: O.o? Oh, right. Celcius.
Thats still only 3 degrees above freezing temperature!! Just enough for it not to be ice i cant even imagine it
@selenadamman8417 yes, but 3 Fahrenheit would be -16 Celsius. I'm not saying 3°C is warm, but it's 20°C (34°F) warmer than I thought!
ren, you should go on vacation more often. you are a truly fantastic storyteller
I think it would be cool if you made a honney farm disguised as a sulfur syphoning station in the middle of the lake
Rens youth genuinely sounds like the coming-of-age books you read in english class. I enjoy it though.
Ren you are such a great storyteller, your voice is so calming and the way you flesh out the story is very engaging. I absolutely love these chill commentary videos, because it’s such a fantastic form of storytelling it really gets my creative juices flowing, and in a weird way makes me want to sit down and write my own story, or go out and have my own adventure. Thank you sir, and God bless
Ren is such a captivating storyteller. I could picture the lake vividly. The smell, the temperature, the fear. Great job 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
I’m new to the Hermit craft world and have been rotating through everyone’s season 10 playlists. Ren, I have enjoyed these 3 story time episodes so much. This one is particularly resonant. If you have more stories please consider doing this more in the future, I’ve had a wonderful afternoon listening to your stories while I work.
I’m glad you found that Wall and became an entertainer, it’s been quite a boon my week.
I loved these past three episodes. I've listened to them like a podcast while I crochet, and look up to see the progress of the build every now and then, and to see the finished product.
I'm a person who gets very vivid mental pictures when hearing a story, and the way that you describe all of the scenery, especially with the forest in the path episode, is so beautiful and cinematic in my head.
I would love to see more episodes like this in the future! much love.
I said it before, these types of episodes with life stories are amazing! I'd be happy to see more!
Thanks for sharing your stories with us Ren! I've really enjoyed this 'telling stories by the campfire' vibe.
Corporate needs you to tell the difference between these two:
6 per stack, 3 per stack
Ren: they're the same :)
Ren, I’ve studied to be a storyteller (writer) for over two decades now, and I want to tell you that these last three episodes have been some of the most masterful storytelling I’ve ever heard. Thank you so much for making these episodes and sharing these stories with us!
I really like these talky episodes. They help with my life. I'd love either a Rendog Podcast or for this type of series to continue. I could listen to this all season long.
I've really loved these past 3 episodes! I would love to see more in the future!
I had a similar experience when I was in elementary school. One of the kids in my class, who was shy, broke his nose while playing on the swings, and luckily someone called a teacher and got help. There was so much damage, (a little graphic, but essential to the experience) and the blood stained the concrete for as long as i was at the school. It was absolutely terrifying and we all felt so bad for our classmate. A few weeks later, we went to an overnight camp as a class, and the kid with the broken nose came with us. When the camp director was going over the activities, one of his friends spoke up for him and mentioned the activities that he couldn't do because he was still healing. I remember his friends made sure that he was ok and didn't have any issues the whole time we were there. He really did have great friends that spoke up for him when he felt like he couldn't, and to this day, as a 19 year old, i still think about them and what wonderful friends he had. After that experience, i always tried to support my friends like his friends supported him.
Anyway lol, love ur vids Ren!!!!!!!!! have fun with ur fam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!💖💖💖💖
I really loved this format, the stories, I think my favourite has got to be the path, closely followed by the lake (not that the wall wasn’t great too, but the school ones are my fav since your experience and environment were so different from mine!) I would love to see more of this in the future
Your initiation is what Americans call hazing !
Hazing, initiation, beasting, bastardisation, ragging or deposition refers to any activity expected of someone in joining or participating in a group that humiliates, degrades, abuses, or endangers them regardless of a person's willingness to participate.
Wikipedia
While I understand the point you're making, I don't think making cups of tea really fits your description. There are plenty of initiation traditions which are nothing like your "definition"
I have experienced initiations which are absolutely not negative by any means.
gladly i never participated in stuff like this. i dont have to prove anything to anyone.
@@Zireael83 damn straight!!!
@@brendanlee4444my “definition” was from Wikipedia! My point was to show how different and horrible things are in the United States compared to what Ren experienced.
Please do more episodes like these, they're very fun to listen to :D
Anyways here's my story with the lesson cuz why not
When I was a kid, I remember knowing about the internet and what it can do since I was barely into kindergarten, which led me to, years later, basically call the internet my second home, where I just had to be a smidge more anonymous than I already was (I was a very shy child). And, throughout my childhood, I got really, really close to my cousin, who I'll just call L. L, unfortunately, is spoiled rotten and has been on the internet since she was a child as well (And she's quite toxic). As we got closer, I remember her being my best friend, so to say, and she stuck with me throughout my first 6 years of school. However, throughout those six years, and me eventually talking to her daily on Discord (She lives like an hour away from me), she started more and more just using me as her personal therapist, and a punching bag. There were indirect rules I had to be aware of with her, like "I can't say no", "Comfort her when she needs it", "Beg her to forgive you if she gets mad, because it is your fault", and "Whatever you do, just be there for her". To me, it felt natural, as I wasn't quite used to anything else at that point in my life, as my previous best friend used me to show how much better and more pretty she was (My body isn't too fit irl, so that was fairly eady for her :'D). Eventually, however, I found a temporary escape, so to say, in online friends. We would use to roleplay a lot, making demon and angel characters, and just having fun. And, eventually, I told L about them, and she asked me if I could invite her to the server. Me, being young, thought that maybe, she'd get along with the others. Short version, she ended up causing chaos, being rude, and told me my friends are 'weird' and told me I should rather hang out with her. I tried a few more times to bring my cousin into that online friend group, but gave up, as all she did was cause drama and call my friends weird. Luckily, when I reached 6th grade, we were just constantly fighting, and she was constantly being toxic. One time when we had each other blocked, I realized that all this wasn't my fault. This was her spoiled rotten by her mother, and she was using me as a punching back to get basically anything, as she didn't really get love from my aunt. So I kept her blocked, and I kept her on no contact, and I noticed how much better I felt, that I'm not her unpaid therapist, and not her punching bag. Inwas as happy as I never was.
Now, unfortunately, that same thing happened a few more times in my friend group, which caused me to nowadays be uncomfortable with people telling me about their struggles, but now, my friend group is actively helping me when I get sad about that period, and I'm very thankful for that. And, to this day, my cousin and I still avoid talking to each other at family gatherings, but we can talk without fighting.
Thanks for reading :]
Just imagining little Ren-Pup running through the wilderness makes me think “You’d love to see it!” 😂
Good story time!! Thank you for sharing!!
I also appreciate how you picked stories to go with the elements you are adding to your base... I think it makes your base even more special! :]
35:57 I GOT GOOSEBUMPS! The Storytelling! The series! OH MY GOODNESS! it sure sounds traumatizing! I hold my breath until you said that he survived. Also thats why first aid is super important!
These last three episodes have been my favorites of all of Ren's Season 10 content so far. I'd love to see more of these in the future!
Thanks for the video Rendog. I have specifically been looking forward to coming back to listen to the "last of this series" as I now have some more time. Youre a great story teller, and the fact these are of your real life experiences adds a lot of warmth to them.
we all know what they actually thought the cleenexes were for
Tears, according to his mom. "Tears" according to everyone else.
mic-stand ofc
Ive loved these three episodes of the ren and dog podcast! I loved your interview on imp and skizz, and these episodes have felt a lot like that! Hope to see more of this in the future!!!
I think one of the old guys on ice road truckers shows said it best. The cycle of a man’s life is spending the first half trying to end it as fast as possible and spending the second half trying to extend it as much as possible.