Haha one of my only memories of kindergarten was one naptime my cot was next to a wall receptacle without a cover. My perception from this great temporal remove is that the shock was much less severe than others I've experienced since, perhaps because the fabric cot insulated me somewhat. [EDIT:] I've sometimes wondered how many other children were shocked by that particular outlet, given that there were fifty children in my class. Presumably most of us were only shocked once...

I blame young child electrocutions for my technological giftedness. As my mom describes it, I kept popping those plastic covers off the outlets.

Either that, or lead solder fumes (ah, memories), have to explain at least some fraction of EE/computer folks' quirks...

Nearly caught my bed on fire by not understanding that a battery-powered motor isn't going to spin faster if I plug it into the wall. It even dimmed the house lights enough for my dad to come into my room to check if I noticed it too. I pretended nothing had happened. No one ever noticed the singed hole in my sheets.