I remember drilling it into mine that you don’t go with anyone unless it’s fine with me
‘Don’t talk to strangers’ was firmly drilled into them-until my eldest asked ‘what does a stranger look like?’
My dad pointed out that I’ll cheerfully chat to anyone-that’s a stranger
The stranger danger message is an odd one-I get a lot of parents tell their kids not to speak to strangers but will walk into work and tell their kids to say hello to me (I’m front of house) as I’ve said hello to the family as they walk in
I cannot tell you the amount of times kids have been told not to be rude for not saying hello but the same parents have told them not to-I always make a point of saying that ‘they are right-I’m a stranger and they’ve been told not to speak to them’
I did tell mine that if we get parted,then to see if they can see a policeman/lady and tell them
Failing that,go to the lady or mister behind the till (if we where in a shop) and tell them
If we got parted in the school,they where to go to the office and tell the staff-if all else failed they where to just stand still,try not to panic and I’ll find them (happened twice-once in town and once at school)
I remember my mother telling me when I was a lot younger to be aware of ‘old bald men who will grab you,drag you into a car and ‘kiss you all over’-that was the extent of her stranger danger talk which was as clear as mud
When it came to secrets we had a firm rule of ‘good secrets’ (I.e what we’d bought someone for their birthday) and bad secrets (if someone made their tummy feel funny-I was to know immediately)