How I Grew Up! And No Doubt You! Too?

Merlin the Magician

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sums up how I grew up in a nutshell….


TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE



1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.


They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.


Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.


We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.


As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags


Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.


We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.


We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.


We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......


WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!


We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.


No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.


We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.


We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!


We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.


We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.


We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,
made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.



We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!



Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!


The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.They actually sided with the law!


This generation has produced some of the best risk!-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever


The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.


We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned

HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them!





CONGRATULATIONS!



You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.



And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.




Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
 
I did - when I was about 12-13. The driver said he'd slow down to let me off, and being a roughy-toughy tomboy, I said 'Nahhh... I'll just jump off." Which I did, and, being unaware of any laws of motion, was thrown several feet flat onto my face onto very hard dirt. Once Tweetie-pie stopped tweeting, I picked myself up and carried on as if that was just an everyday occurrence. Talk about tough...





.... and mortally embarrassed... :lol:
 
Originally posted by Merlin the Magician@Aug 2 2006, 10:05 AM
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
How do they know that the worms aren't living inside them? Have they been slicing themselves open to examine their entrails? (I'm picturing that spread out on a rug in the living room)
 
Gunner - you're goshdurn-tootin' right!

I never ate mud-pies or worms - although I did try to extract a Mars Bar from one older boy's shorts pocket when I was 6 or 7. "It's in there, go on, you can feel it, can't you?" Gee, thanks. Not only do I innocently give a 12 y.o. a free grope, but there's no reward at the end of it! One of several childhood 'It Snot Fair' lessons... :cry:
 
I was the child out of the 4 of us, that had to be the last to be dressed to go out . I was fondly known as "The Pickle" as I managed to get mud in my hair, face and clothes within minutes of wearing something clean. :blink:

As children we lived literally surrounded by fields. We hadn't a clue what a street light looked like. We came home as soon as the natural light started to fade or when my mother called us in or when one of us was hungry - usually me. :)
 
Originally posted by archie@Aug 2 2006, 11:13 AM
Very American. Kind of makes me want to throw up.
Reactionary bollocks are the two words that come to mind rather than American to me.
 
Not really, Ardross. Just because it's couched in Americana doesn't make it Amerineoconfascistfundiecrap, does it? I don't think it was true of kids brought up in the States, strangely enough - certainly it would only be in certain areas, and mainly white. The black American child of the time would probably want to change some of the wording:

Smack was somethin' yo' Mamma gave you for actin' bad, not somethin' yo' oldest bro done dealin'.

Somethin' bad was somethin' bad, not somethin' good. Yo' be tellin' yo' Pappy his smokes is real bad, he be lookin' at you sideways, y'hear?

Projects be somethin' the honky kids be doin' in Africa in Gap Year, to raise their social consciousness an' all, not livin' in.

Respect was what you gave yo' Pappy, lessen yo' get a smack. It weren't no right name for a song.

Caps was what yo' bro an' his gang be wearin' to look cool, not somethin' yo' got in yo' ass in a drive-by.

Lines was what you drawn on the ground for jumpin' jacks, not somethin' you snort up yo' nose til you lost respect, acted bad, and got a cap in yo' ass.

Such merry times for the little ones of today! :blink:
 
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