What it’s REALLY like to be a child

In honour of “back to school” time in many countries this week…
Many thanks to the original author of this piece that shares what it was like to be a child back in the dark ages of pre-WWW…of course we’re all too young to remember those days, aren’t we? But read on out of interest, anyway…LOL…

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We had friends – we went outside and found them.

According to today’s regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s probably shouldn’t have survived, because 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 pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip-flops and fluorescent ‘spokey dokeys’ on our wheels. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or airbags – riding in the passenger seat was a treat.

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

We ate chips, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy juice with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside  playing.

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 at top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

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

We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all.

No 99 channels on TV, no Netflix, no DVDs, no boxed sets, no IPods or IPads, no mobile phones, laptops, no Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter or Google.

We had friends – we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt!

We fell out of trees, got cut, and broke bones but there were no lawsuits about it.

We had full on fist fights but no prosecution followed from other parents.

We played chap-the-door-run-away and were actually afraid of the owners catching us.

We walked to friends’ homes.

We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school; we didn’t rely on Mum or Dad to drive us to school, which was just around the corner anyway.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls.

We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of…they actually sided with the Law.

Yet 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.

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

Share this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as real kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, “for our own good.”

For those of you who aren’t old enough, we thought you might like to read about us!

What do you think the current generation of young people is missing out on?

Please share your views…
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  1. In the 50s, here in Canada we made tents in our backyards out of blankets and wooden clothespins, hung clothes outside on clotheslines, drank orange juice from real squeezed oranges, drank milk that was delivered to the door by a milkman, grew rhubarb by our back door then picked the stalks and dipped them in sugar, ……….. oooh what changes have occurred with technology 🙂

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