Poor sandals.

the cost of those sandals are comming out of your allowance! yeah your mom is messed up. can I hate your mom?

ermm if they were that important y were u in the river with them and if they were 1000000000000 dollars I get it but still mean mom

Parents never seem to have their priorities straight when it comes to seeing which is more important: material possessions, or the health/well being of their child.

FYL, that must have been terrifying, and then for your mother to be more concerned with your shoes than the fact that you nearly drowned is awful.... but I'm a little curious as to why no one warned you. If it's a local river, than I'm sure you know other people who swim there. And currents that strong don't just appear out of nowhere. I can't imagine you're the first person to get caught in it, so I'm surprised no one warned you. If I'm wrong, and someone did warn you about the current in that area, than YDI.

When I was a kid we visited a friend's family. Their apartment had a pool so we all went swimming. I got tangled in a flotation device and it flipped me head down into the water, and I couldn't right myself. Every time I struggled to the top I got a mouthful of water and went down again. I was sure I was going to drown right there in a pool full of people; to this day it was the most scared I ever was in my whole life. I managed to escape and the first thing I did was look at my mom. She was looking right at me, then looked away real quick when she caught my eye. She'd been watching the whole time and hadn't lifted a finger to help me. I staggered out of the pool and demanded to know why she didn't help me and she screamed at me, "I saw you, you little shit. You weren't in any trouble!" The f*** I wasn't; I nearly drowned. I was about 6 years old but even then I figured it out. She figured if I drowned she'd make a pile of money suing the apartment complex with the added bonus of getting rid of the useless daughter she hadn't wanted (I was supposed to be a boy so she wouldn't have to be bothered trying again to "hit the jackpot"). Parents really don't have their priorities straight, although I guess in the end she was OK with me surviving. I was her house slave for years, cleaning and scrubbing and cooking and doing load after load of laundry while she watched TV and slept. She bawled like a baby when I moved out. Not because she cared about me, but because she lost her free maid.

A reason to go shopping.

I can see why the mother would be pissed OP. You lost a pair of goddamned sandles, your mother had to go through the trouble of going out and buying those, and you go and lose them in the damn river? I could see why she wouldn't care less about losing you; children are free. If she loses you, she can just waltz down the nearest adoption agency and replace you, FOR FREE (or wait 9 months after getting drunk at a Hard Rock cafe). Regardless, you should reimburse your mother and punish yourself for being a careless child.

wow what a mum.

America....