My Secret happiness is I was brought up never to complain in general but especially, God forbid, complain about being bored. The parents were of the moderate lassies school of parenting so we were not forced to follow a lot of rules, just be polite. If we were feeling restless, allowed because you could instantly do something about restless on your own and not expect others to become desperate to please you. When restless all we had to do was say Excuse me and we were allowed to go elsewhere without any need to explain .. We could also be sad but that required no attention, perhaps reading a poem about sadness. to one of the parents. And of course we could experience disappointment or even grief, but that only required an assurance of love. No need to talk about it at length once the problem was expressed.