A bit of perspective…

Kids today are coddled, wrapped in bubble wrap, never allowed to get dirty, etc…

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930s, ’40s, ’50s, ’60s and ’70s!!

First, we survived being born to mothers who may have smoked and/or drank. While they were pregnant.

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

Then, after that trauma, we were Put to sleep on our tummies In baby cribs covered With bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and, when we rode our bikes, We had baseball caps, Not helmets, on our heads.

As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes..

Riding in the back of a pick- up truck 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, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren’t overweight.  WHY?

Because we were always outside playing…that’s why!

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 OKAY.

We would spend hours building Our go-carts out of scraps And then ride them 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 Play Stations, Nintendo’s and X-boxes. There were No video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVDs, no surround-sound or CDs, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet and no 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 those accidents.

We would get spankings with wooden spoons, switches, ping-pong paddles, or just a bare hand, and no one would call child services to report abuse.

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 walked in and talked to 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!

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever. The past 50 to 85 years have seen an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

If YOU are one of those born Between 1925-1970, 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 so much of our lives  for our own good. While you are at it, forward it to your kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.

 

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it ?

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A bit of perspective… — 19 Comments

  1. Also in school adminstrations, if the kid misbehaved, the principal not only doled out corporal punishment, the kids parents often doled out a bit more to make sure the lesson stuck. Nowadays, the teachers are hostage to parents and administrators who are very often lined up against the teacher. Which is why Johnny can’t read, do simple math or identify their own country on a globe.

  2. jrg puts their finger on a serious issue: teachers being stripped of their classroom authority.

    I think that one came hand in hand with the infamous ‘zero tolerance’ policies (which caused even more problems than they solved).

  3. One thing I like about Japan is that children still go out and do things on their own.

    They walk, cycle (or take public transport) to/from school and to visit friends during vacations. They hang out under bridges and in parks and do stupid things like throw baseballs around where windows can be broken and so on…

  4. My favorite traveling position was standing on the transmission hump and holding on to the back of the front bench seat. That offered the best view of the road ahead. When tired, the rear deck made a nice bed.

    Any possible and some almost impossible seating positions on a pickup or tractor were fully utilized. Many hours were spent on a tractor fender, straddling the umbrella bracket.

    Out in the country the moon was our streetlight.

    In addition to trees, outbuilding roofs were always a destination. They made excellent “parachuting” platforms.

    Bare feet were stained all summer from the mulberrys. Sandburrs, goatheads, red ants and loose sand approaching the temperature of molten lava were a constant enemy.

    Three channels were on the TV: ABC, NBC and CBS.

    The only thing worse than getting whipped with a switch was having to go cut the switch off the tree yourself and bringing it to your mother for employment.

    BB guns came around age 6 or 7. 22’s were well in use by 10, soon followed by a 20ga single shot.

    I still remember my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary, running through their house full of people while delivering scissors – pointed end forward, of course. Got stopped by one of my aunts who kindly but firmly provided instructions on how to safely proceed.

  5. To bd:

    “Three channels were on the TV: ABC, NBC and CBS.”

    For a long time in our town, all on one station.

    • I was twelve before I knew about Saturday morning cartoons. Raised in suburban Los Angeles; hometown is now a barrio.

  6. This experience is a large part of why this group was so innovative, and why we see so much less innovation now, unfortunately.
    Some lucky kids born as late as the early 80’s got to experience life like this too

  7. The streetlight rule applied after supper at our house. That was served at six and I had better be there. Once that was done and any chores were finished, it was back outside again.

  8. Grew up on a ranch in the California gold rush country. I was driving our surplus jeep by age 9. Had three concussions before I graduated high school. The last one, my horse stumbled in a squirrel hole and went down. I was unconscious for about an hour, broke my left arm too. Woke up in the hospital. I claim no lasting ill effects, although some would argue that. My horse was fine.

    Early lessons in FIDO.

  9. Regarding bike riding, there was also riding double – one on the handlebars.

    Fell asleep only to wake up later to the test pattern on TV. It was the National Anthem playing that woke me up.

    Regarding teachers and their authority, we had teachers who COULD BE TRUSTED to exercise proper authority. No way I’d give that kind of authority to teachers today.

  10. jrg/Toast- Agree 1000%

    Francis- Yes and help lost Americans in the subways too… LOL

    bd/NRW- Oh yeah… And hating putting on shoes to go to church on Sunday!

    Jon- My kids got that ‘life’, I let them ‘learn’ things for themselves, and they only got a few scars to show for it! LOL

    Jim- At least you HAD steetlights. We didn’t.

    RHT- LOL, yeah FIDO is right.

    Bob- Excellent points! Dammit…

  11. How did you know I got my first BB gun for my 10th birthday? Where I grew up there were no street light. We had to go by the sun. What I want to know is how my parents knew before I got home that I had done something I shouldn’t have done somewhere far from the house BEFORE we even had a telephone.

  12. Born in 1971, Did all that, plus played in the jungle at Subic Bay from 1980-1983. Dad was on the Sterett.

  13. Hey Old NFO;

    With BB guns, we learned the difference between “Cover and concealment”, LOL and I do miss riding in the back of a pickup truck.

  14. Feral- LOL. oh yeah. The ‘mother’s telegraph’…

    97- Ah yes, Subic… You’re a braver man than I am. I did JEST there and that was ‘enough’ jungle for me.

    Bob- That we did!

    LSP- 🙂

  15. I was 9 or 10 before I learned a spatula wasn’t really call a rapper-in-the-mouther.

  16. 1970 (8 years old) I was in the back of the station wagon when my mother rear ended someone.
    I bounced off the windshield.
    I presume I am OK today……………….