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| Fri, 10-31-2008 - 11:54am |
Subject: FW: Our Childhood in Black and White
Black and White (Under age 40? You won't understand.)
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same
cuttingboard with the same
knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. My Mom used
to defrost hamburger onthe counter AND I used to eat it rawsometimes, too.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brownpaper bag, not in
ice-pack coolers, but Ican't remember getting e.coli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of
apristine pool (talk about
boring), no beach closures then. The term cell phone would have conjured up
a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system. We all took
gym, not PE .. and risked permanent injury with a pair of high topKed's
(only worn in gym) instead ofhaving cross-training athletic shoes with air
cushion 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 forstupid kids! I guess PE must be much
harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and
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 Station,Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital
TVcable stations.
Oh yeah ... and where was the Benadryland sterilization kit when I got that
beesting? I could have been killed! We played 'king of the hill' on piles of
gravel left on vacant construction sites,and when we got hurt, Mom pulled
out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it
didn't sting like iodine did) and then we gotour butt spanked. Now it's a
trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottleof
antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for
leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got
our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds 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 societalills that we didn't even notice that
the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!How did we ever survive?


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Thanks for the trip down memory lane :)
Yep Glenda, I sure do remember when!
It was a fun read....Thanks for sharing~~
Ah, yes, the good old days, when we rode bikes as fast as we could without helmets or padding (if you had to stop, and the coaster brakes weren't enough, falling on grass was the best padding you could hope for).
And we rode in the front seat of cars without seat belts!
And ate our share of dirt, grass and probably a bug or two.
And we lived to tell the tales! And, I think, were
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Ann
I grew up in a duplex part of the city. we had RCMP as neighbours...because we were close to depo(where they trained). Later the area got to crazy for even the RCMP to stay.
The stupid stuff we did for fun and we had a few kids hurt...but for the most part we got up...looked to make sure no one noticed and we on with what we were doing.
Oh Yes...I remember the day!!
THANKS FOR THE WALK DOWN MEMORY LANE !.......every word is the absolute truth !
BREE !
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Oh for the good old days Glenda.
Granny to Caleb and Scotia
Love reading stuff like that! Yes, those were the good old days in many ways..and..today things are better in many ways too. Still, though, I love thinking of how it used to be. It all seemed so much more simple back then..but..I was a kid back then too..LOL!!
I loved that we kids could leave home in the morning and run around town all day long. We'd stop back home when we got hungry for lunch or needed a drink or to go to the bathroom and then right back out again until supper time when we'd better be home by 5 o'clock or else! My neighborhood, as with most people's, was one where everyone knew each other and not just on our street, but blocks away too and all looked out for each other. We had fields to play in, hills to play King of the Mountain on, places to rollerskate, mountains for hiking and sledding, bike trails, "look out
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