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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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I treasure each and every scar----lotsa great memories there! lol I wouldn't trade my childhood for anything! My kidlets say the same thing too...funny we just talked about this a short time ago.
BREE !
***NEVER BE POSSESSED BY YOUR POSSESSIONS ***
BREE !
***NEVER BE POSSESSED BY YOUR POSSESSIONS ***
This afternoon I was in my den getting a change of scenery---the rain had stopped and I opened the window near my desk.......a slight breeze suddenly brought a rush of memories from my childhood.
BREE !
***NEVER BE POSSESSED BY YOUR POSSESSIONS ***
yup...it was fun growing up in the "good ole " days:O)
we even stayed out all day without mom worrying where we were. of course she always knew thru the "neighborhood network"
we had a rope swing over the river where we swam & jumped off the bridge when the water was high enough . and we climbed trees...as high as we dared
i still rather swin in the lake.
remember swinging as high as the sky & jumping off to see who could land the farthest away?
by the way...i taught all this stuff tomy boys...did that make me a bad mom?LOL
this made me think of how i raised 2 rough & tumble boys
growing up in NH ..we loved when dad was home on the weekends or even on leave!
we never knew if it would be a day at the beach,lake or in the mountains. if
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