STORM2K

I *think* this one's been done before, I looked back through 4 pages and couldn't find it. Anyways.....for those of us who are 30+ years and older, how did we ever survive I can remember doing MANY of the things listed below.


According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's or even the early 80's, probably shouldn't have survived.

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

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, 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. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

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!

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.

We had friends! We went outside and found them.

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?

We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out any eyes.

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.

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

Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. Horrors!

Tests were not adjusted for any reason.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.


The idea of parents bailing us out if we got in trouble in school or broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the school or the law. Imagine that!

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

We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility --- and we learned how to deal with it.



Dennis

Dennis.... Yes, man that does hit home.. :):)

So true! And most of us are none the worse for wear. In fact, we might even be better off.

We ARE better off John......we knew HOW to play, not sit inside by the tv for hours upon end! We had 3 channels growing up, 1 with somewhat clear reception, the 2 others, fuzzy, snowy AND.....they went off the air at 2200 hrs!

Dennis

I know it's been posted before, but it's always good to be reminded every once in awhile.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.

That quote explains wht happened in a nutshell. Now there's lawsuits galore because IT MUST BE someone else's fault.

I remember seeing a post like this as well, Dennis. I believe it was you who posted it, too.

"ROFLMAO!" Thanks Tom....that's JUST what I needed to PROVE I have "CRS!"

Dennis

The dodge ball STILL hurts....

We swam in the river. We played in the dirt. New research suggests that actually being exposed to GERMS makes your immune system strong, and that kids who grow up in too clean of an environment are more prone to autoimmune diseases.

http://www.hunterdonhealthcare.org/WebM ... d_Kids.asp

And when our parents gave us a time when we were expected to be home, we were HOME...period. No arguments, whining...we learned about pewrsonal responsibility in many areas very quickly.

streetsoldier wrote:And when our parents gave us a time when we were expected to be home, we were HOME...period. No arguments, whining...we learned about pewrsonal responsibility in many areas very quickly.

...or if we did whine, they would give us something additional to whine about!! :o

I LOVED playing dodge ball!

Exactly , when we did whine or decided to push the limit we got a Swift kick in the Butt . We didn't scream child abuse:):). I loved Dodge ball also.. I can't find the article but I remember where some school district banned Dodge ball because it could give a complex to the weaker players or something to that affect.. what a joke:):):)

Dennis, I thought you got help for that CRS and it was improving. Mine appears on a sporatic basis but only when I discontinue the alcohol treatment.lol

I remember when my Dad's whistle meant that I better get my butt home for dinner and fast!!!!!! We didn't email friends or call them on the phone - we all gathered under the streetlight to talk. Actually it was the place we played basketball too - and kick the can - and truth or dare.

Kids actually ate the homemade candied apples my Mom made for the Halloweeners.

I feel bad that kids today won't have those wonderful memories.

Dodge Ball was awesome! I had welts for weeks from when some of my classmates blasted the ball at me!

Remember Kick Ball Ding Dong Ditch, Red Rover, Ghost in the Graveyard, Kick the can???

What about punishment in the classroom (rulers, pulling ears, that sort of thing!) Even though I was in a public school, I had a 2nd grade teacher that reverted to capital punishment. She hated that I wrote left handed and everytime I picked up a pencil with my left hand I had a nice ruler mark on my knuckles! Yes, I continue to write Left Handed though.

Shannon, if a teacher did that now, they would be sued really quick.

I can't tell you HOW MANY times my rear end had a meeting with a belt ~OR~ a barbers strap.......don't know if you younger folks know what a strap is...it's a TOUGH piece O' leather barbers use to use to sharpen their straight edge razors, of course, it only took 2 times to LEARN REALLY QUICK when Ma yelled "Come Home!" that she MEANT "COME HOME!"

LOL Karan......nope, seems the CRS is getting WORSE, of course now when it comes to remembering a tee time "Phhhft!" I'm THERE!
Dennis

Teachers using rulers on their students in the 1980's was against the law, too.

ColdFront77 wrote:Teachers using rulers on their students in the 1980's was against the law, too.

We knew that back then. But usually it was done for a reason. i'm not saying it was the right thing to do but it was effective. I had a teacher in junior high who would come up behind you if you were screwing around and grab the small hairs on the back of your neck and tell you not too move. You know how hard thats hurts when you move! There was another teacher who would whack fingers with his chalk board pointer.
kids today will have they're own memories of their youth we'll just have to wait twenty years to see what they are and hopefuuly they'll be fond ones.

pojo wrote:Dodge Ball was awesome! I had welts for weeks from when some of my classmates blasted the ball at me!

Remember Kick Ball Ding Dong Ditch, Red Rover, Ghost in the Graveyard, Kick the can???

What about punishment in the classroom (rulers, pulling ears, that sort of thing!) Even though I was in a public school, I had a 2nd grade teacher that reverted to capital punishment. She hated that I wrote left handed and everytime I picked up a pencil with my left hand I had a nice ruler mark on my knuckles! Yes, I continue to write Left Handed though.

Wow, you bring back great memories, I wonder what my kids would do if I invited them outside some evening for a round of Ghost in The Graveyard, or kick the can, or any other games. They would probably look at me as if I had flipped my lid....lol

And the part about your teacher trying to teach you to write right handed, that is just nuts. You would think she would be smarter than that.


Oh, yeah, I also loved dodge ball, even though I was one of the people that got beaned most of the time, and I still loved it. And no, I haven't sued anybody......yet.

Dennis, My grandpa used the belt on me a few times (I had it coming) We knew when he reached on top of the fridge that the belt was coming out...other times, all he had to do was take off his belt....and we were then dead meat!
I've had my butt paddled with a wooden spoon before (even broken a few) I knew I misbehaved and I knew what my punishments were and I chose to receive the punishments.

Tom and Blizzard, my second grade teacher was extremely old fashioned. She didn't like anyone that wrote left handed or wrote their 2's with a loop. There were many days that my knuckles were bruised, but my mom could careless, there was no complaining on her behalf...She preferred the ruler smacks. If I deserved them, then I received them. Needless to say, the teacher retired after our class went into 3rd grade.