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(Level: 53.5 - Posts: 129)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 1:36 AM
NOT ABOUT TRIVIA, BUT FUNNY & TRUE!
From an email, and I know there are more things to add to this list! Like car seats...
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife, with no bleaching in between Yet, we never got food poisoning...
Mom would also defrost hamburger meat on the counter top and allow us to eat some of it raw too Yet, we never once got sick...
Our school sandwiches were always wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice-packed coolers I can't remember getting E-Coli...
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring) No beach closures then...
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell A pager was the school's PA system...
We all took gym, not PE .. and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of cross-training athletic shoes with air cushions soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries - but they must have happened, because they tell us how much safer we are now...
Flunking gym was not an option - even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym...
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem with pride...
Staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches...
What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself...
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Stations, Nintendo, X-box, or 270 Digital TV Cable stations...
Oh yeah, and where was Benadryl and sterilization kits when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed...
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine) Then we got our butt spanked...
Now, it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of a $49.00 bottle of antibiotics. Then the contractor's sued for leaving such a horribly vicious threat - a pile of gravel...
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did, we got our butt's spanked right then and there. Then again later, when we got home...
I recall a friend of mine from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that we needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes?
We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?
Love to all of us who shared this era .. To those who didn't, I'm sorry for what you missed... I = wouldn't trade it for anything!
(Level: 132.0 - Posts: 537)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 4:13 AM
I also never knew a kid who wore a helmet to ride a bike, rollerskate or skateboard, and we played outside all day, every day in the summer without any sunblock.
(Level: . - Posts: 56)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 4:17 AM
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Too funny...........how about some of these:
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colors of lead-based paint.
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 seatbelts or air bags. Riding around in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat and imagine without any safety devices; (Using only the spare tire as our seat, or something to hang on to.)
We had friends! We went outside and found them. We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own.
Consequences were expected.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put very many eyes out, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt. We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Playing football, kickball, baseball, hide-n-seek, smear the queer with the neighborhood kids......and on those hot summer days to quench our thirst we drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.......without anyone getting sick. Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing. Remember sharing one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle or can, and no one actually died from this?
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the street lights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. NO CELL PHONES!!!!! Unthinkable!
And if we were out after dark (past curfew), the local police on patrol would stop to ask where we were going, what we were up to, and suggest that maybe we should be heading home soon. And then they would either follow us, or come back by later to make sure we were headed in the right direction.
Speaking of the police, the idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that! However, if dad did come to pick us up at the station, if we didn't get our butt beat there in front of the cops, we either got it once we were outside, or if it was real bad, we knew it, because of the long silent ride home.........where the real butt whippin' came. Horrors! (Nowadays, it seems like people are trying to spank the law, punishing the officers to say that they're wrong, while the wrong doers go free.)
So why aren’t we all dead yet?…………..and what’s really amazing is that this generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and 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.
(Level: 198.4 - Posts: 296)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 11:18 AM
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Great post, brought back many good memories. I remember those days, too. I think it all started to go downhill when a baby products company named "Safety First" got started. Everthing has to be safe nowadays! Safe from the slightest risk of injury, safe from hurt feelings, safe from the realities of the world, safe from having to deal with your own failings and of course revel in your own successes. Safe from being spanked by your parents when you were bad. That was discipline then, and is child abuse now. Safe from actually being told you blew it when, let's face it, you blew it. Safe from being told you had no athletic talent when, let's face it, you were not exactly the neighborhood jock.
Too much safety for my taste.
(Level: 22.8 - Posts: 173)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 1:44 PM
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Your post brought up a lot of memories for me, great ones at that.
Being the mom of a 4 year old and a 2 year old, times have changed. I know my parents didn't worry nearly as much as I do that someone would kidnap me. I think that is why less and less kids play outside without their parents these days.
Times have changed, that is for sure.
(Level: 174.4 - Posts: 2403)
Wed, 7th Dec '05 4:12 PM
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Laughing at memories......I had a bad fall off my horse, and ended up with a greenstick fracture in my hip joint. I had to ride the five miles home before any medical assistance from the local doctor.
I did not go to hospital, no Xrays or special treatment other'n bed rest for 3 weeks with a horribly swollen leg and hip.
It was many years later that I found out the extent of the injury.
Also....whilst at school, I was jumping over some cement bags, slipped and fell on my head. I then took a convusion, thrashed around, hitting my head some more during unconsciousness. I had two large lumps on my head when I regained consciousness, and was sent home on the bus by the teachers, having no medical treatment at all.
Laughing to think of the fuss that would be made today!
(Level: 117.9 - Posts: 268)
Thu, 8th Dec '05 8:18 AM
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Why aren't we are dead or brain damaged or something. I would love to go back to some of those "Good Ol' Days". Things were simpler and we had a lot of fun as a kid and it didn't cost a fortune either.
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