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Nicked from a UK website. If you need help with translating some of the words let me know...........

Hope I haven't killed any kittens.



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

Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which
was promptly chewed and licked.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or
cabinets and it was fine to play with great big pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent
'clackers' on our wheels and we never rode less than seven abreast. We wore
our coats by the hood only and they never, ever got caught in the wheels
and ripped our heads off.

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

Getting a bunk up on the handlebars of your mate's bike was the best way to
get back from the footie, and no copper ever cared.

The best thing ever was standing up in the back of your mate's Dad's truck,
feeling the wind in your hair.

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

We ate dripping sandwiches that had been left in the sun, bread and butter
pudding made days before, and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we were
never overweight because we were always outside playing and we were too fit
to get sick from the germs.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no one
actually died from this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top
speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.

After running into stinging nettles a few times, and being ignored by the
grown ups who were on the picnic with us, we learned to solve the problem.
Rub a dock leaf on it, or stop running into stinging nettles.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no-one
minded.

We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99
channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones,
no personal computers, no Internet chat rooms.

We had friends - we went outside and found them.

We played conkers and street rounders, and sometimes the conker turned your
knuckles black and blue for days, and that ball really hurt.

We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no
lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.

We had fights, punched each other hard but never kicked anyone in the head,
and we learned to get over it and be mates the next day.

We walked to friend's homes. And enjoyed the walk.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and
although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out,
nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. The idea of a parent
bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with
the law. Imagine 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 of a
scale unknown in human history.

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

And you're one of them. Congratulations!

Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as real
kids, before everyone felt it necessary to tell us what to do, for our own
good.

(And if you aren't old enough to enjoy the privilege of being part of this
generation, I thought you might like to read about us).
 

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Nice

But you left one out - coating silver coins (yeah, they were silver back then) with mercury and marveling at how shiny they became, then more than likely licking your fingers after a popsickle or ice cream cone. Uh, did anyone else do this?

OK, now for the jokes about 'so that's what's wrong with you'.
 

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Mercury, yep been there done that!

Had a small bottle of the stuff, no idea where it came from. Used to let pool in the palm of my hand, run through my fingers. Lovely stuff.
 

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That has been posted several times over the last couple of years, but it is so true it requires a rerun
 

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Very true indeed. We used to jump out of a tree that had fallen over at the top of a hill such that it stuck out about 20 feet over the hill. We would open up our arms and legs and let the tree branches and vines below catch us and keep us from crashing into the ground hard enough to break anything (we would typically hit the ground fairly hard though). Occasionally a vine would wrap around an ankle and there you would be, hanging about 5 or 6 feet off the ground.

I do marvel at the fact that I made it out of childhood alive.
 

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How true. We should all have died off some time ago. Crumbs I remember as the ice was breaking up in the river we had this old tree on someone's land with one big limb sticking over the river & with a rope on it, we would swing out with just jeans & T-shirts on & try to drop down& land on a larger piece of broken ice & balance it, but all the time we would come off & then it was a battle against other chunks or ice, fallen trees & such.
We would talk to hobos that had just hopped off the train & they were not only nice people, but would follow us home if we said our Mom would give them a bowl of soup if they chopped wood or in some cases sharpened our Mom's knives, scissors & such ----- we had no fear of adults no matter how grubby they may have looked.
Some of us even saw them join the army in 1939, living in tents outside of churches, or other men trying to teach them how to march & hold a 2X4s as a rifle. I OFTEN wonder how many of those actually made it through WWII or even made it the beaches at Normandy or were they killed in the lst attempt to test German held France a yr prior at Dunkirk since over 75% were Cdns?
 

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Smitty : We would talk to hobos that had just hopped off the train & they were not only nice people, but would follow us home if we said our Mom would give them a bowl of soup if they chopped wood or in some cases sharpened our Mom's knives, scissors & such ----- we had no fear of adults no matter how grubby they may have looked.
I knew you would have a good anecdote or two Smitty . I was just waiting. Sadly, those days of innocence are long gone, eh?
 

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Yes, todays child would run away screaming 'stay away your not my parent! and need some (state paid) psycho theropy because he is acting strange...in 2nd grade. then the parents would sue the hobo for 'damaging little johnnys fragile mind' and win a few million.
 

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lfg929 : Very true indeed. We used to jump out of a tree that had fallen over at the top of a hill such that it stuck out about 20 feet over the hill. We would open up our arms and legs and let the tree branches and vines below catch us and keep us from crashing into the ground hard enough to break anything (we would typically hit the ground fairly hard though). Occasionally a vine would wrap around an ankle and there you would be, hanging about 5 or 6 feet off the ground.
 

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the scary part of this is I grew up in the 80's but almost all of this still holds true. I never had video games or cable. I wasn't allowed in the house, even if it was raining, until it was dark. I used to get yelled at for getting hurt, usually followed by a smack upside the head. My parents were very old and had raised 4 other kids before me (starting in the 50's). I had no fear of adults but always respected them and I always knew that I could get hit, by anyone not just my parents, if I messed up. If someone else hit me for screwing around my parents would thank them, not sue them.

I look at kids these days and wonder how they'll make it in the real world. My nephews sit in front of the tv all day, never go outside. Don't even know how to ride a bike (or care to learn). Have never gone swimming? They don't do anything but watch stupid tv. If parents even think of hitting their kids DSS will be there to take them away. It's all wrong!
 

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I also grew up in the 80's.  I built tree forts, spent most of my time outside, got hurt, got better.  Had a motorcycle, of my own, by the time I was 12.

I had video games and cable and computers.  Didn't matter, dad still pushed us outside, though he usually didn't need to.  My brother was almost 5 years younger and was the same way.

I really don't think kids have changed, we've changed the way we raise them.  What we see now is a reflection of that.

*sigh*  Really wish you could go back.  The 80's rocked, especially if you were a kid.  I really, really, really, feel bad for kids now.  Hell, just look at what happened to Star Wars Kid.
 
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