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Post by mouse on Mar 26, 2010 9:18:16 GMT
I WAS BRUNG UP PROPER !!
CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE
1930's 1940's, 50's, 60's and early 70's !
First, we survived being born to mothers who drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat and tuna from a can.
Then after that trauma, our baby cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle...
Take away food was limited to fish and chips, no pizza shops, McDonalds , KFC, Subway or Nandos.
Even though all the shops closed at 6.00pm and didn't open on the weekends, somehow we didn't starve to death!
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy Toffees, Gobstoppers, Bubble Gum and some bangers to blow up frogs with. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks 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 old prams and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and dens and played in river beds with matchbox cars.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo Wii , X-boxes, no video games at all, no 999 channels on SKY , no video/dvd films, no mobile 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.
Only girls had pierced ears!
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
You could only buy Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns at Easter time...
We were given air guns and catapults for our 10th birthdays,
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!
Mum didn't have to go to work to help dad make ends meet!
RUGBY and CRICKET had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! Getting into the team was based on MERIT
Our teachers used to hit us with canes and gym shoes and bully's always ruled the playground at school.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
Our parents didn't invent stupid names for their kids like 'Kiora' and 'Blade' and 'Ridge' and 'Vanilla'
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.
PS -The big type is because your eyes are not too good at your age anymore
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Post by Big Lin on Mar 26, 2010 13:51:12 GMT
That's hilarious, Mouse!
Thanks for posting this little slice of social history!
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Post by mouse on Mar 26, 2010 14:13:54 GMT
yuz welcum
my cousins and i spent sumers making rafts and ""sailing""the river dens in the hay...tree houses...we ate things we cooked on fires[never washing our hands...shot bows and arrows...we climbed cliffs..we fellover and off walls..got grit in our knews.....we had lots of fun..some tears..the ocasional break..... and dont mention the bike rides and going over the handle bars...lol.....used to hang on to the tail ends of lorries and jump off as they went faster...we drove my great uncles car...and when he was driving often used to just stand on the wide bit ....we went to bed early and got up early what ever happened it was NEVER SOME ONE ELSES FAULT and no one ever made excuses for us
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Post by mouse on Mar 26, 2010 14:15:24 GMT
That's hilarious, Mouse! Thanks for posting this little slice of social history! PS...i didnt write that..it was sent to me
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Post by Big Lin on Mar 26, 2010 14:21:39 GMT
That's OK - sometimes I post things from other people as well.
I've found a brilliant piece yesterday (on a different subject) but it's massively long and a lot of it was irrelevant so I'm going to have to think about it before I post it.
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Post by beth on Mar 26, 2010 14:44:21 GMT
That was a fun read, Mouse. Thanks for posting it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2010 17:01:29 GMT
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Post by mouse on Mar 26, 2010 17:13:57 GMT
when we were organised it always consisted of being scrubbed up and dressed up and shoes polished to go some where for a visit..where we had to be very well behaved..and always take the smallest piece of cake and fewest sandwhiches....and sit quietly without interupting while the adults talked...unless it was some thing interesting at which point children were sent out to play nicely in the garden i had my very first ciggy on one of this type of visit with the vicars son at the back of their potting shed...buy hey i didnt get my shoes or dress dirty...which was a great sin back then and he- who led me into temptation ende up a bishop...lol
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 17:23:46 GMT
yuz welcum my cousins and i spent sumers making rafts and ""sailing""the river dens in the hay...tree houses...we ate things we cooked on fires[never washing our hands...shot bows and arrows...we climbed cliffs..we fellover and off walls..got grit in our knews.....we had lots of fun..some tears..the ocasional break..... and dont mention the bike rides and going over the handle bars...lol.....used to hang on to the tail ends of lorries and jump off as they went faster...we drove my great uncles car...and when he was driving often used to just stand on the wide bit ....we went to bed early and got up early what ever happened it was NEVER SOME ONE ELSES FAULT and no one ever made excuses for us that's the case with all those of us who truly were raised properly
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 17:25:43 GMT
that's just the typical thinking of those who probably were raised correctly, but have chosen to be an imbecile
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 17:28:20 GMT
when we were organised it always consisted of being scrubbed up and dressed up and shoes polished to go some where for a visit..where we had to be very well behaved..and always take the smallest piece of cake and fewest sandwhiches....and sit quietly without interupting while the adults talked...unless it was some thing interesting at which point children were sent out to play nicely in the garden i had my very first ciggy on one of this type of visit with the vicars son at the back of their potting shed...buy hey i didnt get my shoes or dress dirty...which was a great sin back then and he- who led me into temptation ende up a bishop...lol it's a wonderful thing to have had the privlilege of growing up properly, and not having been subjected to the abject stupidity of the past several decades
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2010 20:08:12 GMT
that's just the typical thinking of those who probably were raised correctly, but have chosen to be an imbecile Who is that imbecile, Jumbo? The Childen's Commissioner, voicing the view that chiltren are over-organised, or me?
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 20:26:58 GMT
that's just the typical thinking of those who probably were raised correctly, but have chosen to be an imbecile Who is that imbecile, Jumbo? The Childen's Commissioner, voicing the view that chiltren are over-organised, or me? the children's commissioner, obviously. we've already established that you were brought up right, as he probably was, but, you are intelligent enough to know that how you were brought up is the right way, while he demonstrates that he is abjectly stupid, and totally unfit for anything to do with children
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2010 20:32:24 GMT
The Children's Commissioner is a she, and what makes her (in this case) stupid? It is probably the most sensible thing she has yet said!
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 21:10:45 GMT
The Children's Commissioner is a she, and what makes her (in this case) stupid? It is probably the most sensible thing she has yet said! my mistake. i stand corrected. i read it wrong. you are correct. the ONLY organization should be coming home from school, doing homework, then going out to play until bedtime, or darkness, whichever comes first. structuring kids lives around inane bullshyt as parents now do is simply bad parenting. the lady is correct
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Post by firedancer on Mar 26, 2010 22:43:52 GMT
Thanks mouse. How true. May I add, no pencil cases with tarty playboy bunny symbols, no being blinded by endless racks of stupid pink dresses or expensive plastic toys that manage to look cheap anyway, no worrying about our weight (no need as we ran everywhere and the nearest we got to junk food was the odd packet of crisps with little blue twists of salt to go with our bottle of 'pop'), no expecting to be given 'goody' bags at parties, no expectations that learning had to be 'fun', absolutely no pestering for 'designer' clothes - and a clip round the ear by teacher when we were obnoxious. I'm so glad I was a kid in the 40s and 50s. And being a teen in the 50s at the very start of rock 'n roll was well cool.
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 22:49:00 GMT
Thanks mouse. How true. May I add, no pencil cases with tarty playboy bunny symbols, no being blinded by endless racks of stupid pink dresses or expensive plastic toys that manage to look cheap anyway, no worrying about our weight (no need as we ran everywhere and the nearest we got to junk food was the odd packet of crisps with little blue twists of salt to go with our bottle of 'pop'), no expecting to be given 'goody' bags at parties, no expectations that learning had to be 'fun', absolutely no pestering for 'designer' clothes - and a clip round the ear by teacher when we were obnoxious. I'm so glad I was a kid in the 40s and 50s. And being a teen in the 50s at the very start of rock 'n roll was well cool. it was just better growing up when things were done right. i got to be a teen in the sixties, in time for the rolling stones. can't get any better than that
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Post by iamjumbo on Mar 26, 2010 22:51:36 GMT
lest we forget one of the most important things that was done right, when things were as they should be, EVERYONE was home, and sat down at the kitchen table for dinner. there wasn't any "i'm going here" or "i'm going there". EVERYONE was at the dinner table where they belonged
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Post by mouse on Mar 28, 2010 8:50:05 GMT
Thanks mouse. How true. May I add, no pencil cases with tarty playboy bunny symbols, no being blinded by endless racks of stupid pink dresses or expensive plastic toys that manage to look cheap anyway, no worrying about our weight (no need as we ran everywhere and the nearest we got to junk food was the odd packet of crisps with little blue twists of salt to go with our bottle of 'pop'), no expecting to be given 'goody' bags at parties, no expectations that learning had to be 'fun', absolutely no pestering for 'designer' clothes - and a clip round the ear by teacher when we were obnoxious. I'm so glad I was a kid in the 40s and 50s. And being a teen in the 50s at the very start of rock 'n roll was well cool. oh the pencil cases..and the fountain pens i carried a pen a 3""knife through out my school yrs and later at about 10-11 a larger knife with all sorts of add ons ...i never nor would it have occured to me or any one else to use it to stab some one the school bag...never worn on one shoulder... we stood up when the head walked into the class room and always greeted our teacher by standing at the begining of lessons i tried to and gave my children the freedom i had to wander at will..my grandsons were given a great deal of freedom too by their respective parents and especially by me when ever they were with me but they never had the freedom i had...times as they say change and not always for the better fire dancer mentions goody bags...lol ...we certainly didnt get those childhood is such a short time and a child has so much to learn
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Post by jade on Mar 29, 2010 9:12:29 GMT
lest we forget one of the most important things that was done right, when things were as they should be, EVERYONE was home, and sat down at the kitchen table for dinner. there wasn't any "i'm going here" or "i'm going there". EVERYONE was at the dinner table where they belonged actually the dads possibly weren't as the kids had to be all scrubbed and ready for bed by the time he got in (from work or the pub) I used to run wild and free in our local parks and what are now called "green spaces", fishing for newts and sticklebacks, running risks that would make my parental head freeze, making dens in old air raid shelters, getting perved by the local man-with-sweets etc I went back to one of my old haunts a decade or two later and the only kids around were either in managed teams playing a sport or walking nicely with their parents. We lost a lot when we decided not to risk the kids safety by letting them run free. But lets not forget that there were indeed risks. I got away from a perve with a camera when he led me off to the local stream, but I didn't get away from the old grocer with the foul breath and the vile lips. I was so glad when he died.
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