TO ALL THE
KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE
1930’s, 40’s, and 50’s !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who may have smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue-cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then, after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with brightly coloured Lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets,
And, when we rode our bikes we had baseball caps, not helmets, on our heads.
As infants and children we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags … bald tires (and sometimes no brakes).
Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose.
We shared one soft drink with four friends (from one bottle) and no one actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren’t overweight.
Because we were always outside playing … that’s why!
“My bat, my ball, my Dad’s lot … that’s why!”
We would leave home in the morning and play, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day ...
And, we were OKAY.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out near the bottom that we’d forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the stopping problem.
We did not have Play Stations, Nintendos and X-boxes. There were no video games, No 150 channels on cable, no video movies, or DVDs, no surround-sound or
No cell phones,
No personal computers,
No chat rooms.
WE HAD FRIENDS
And we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth— and there were no lawsuits from those accidents.
We would get spankings with wooden spoons, switches, ping-pong paddles, or just a bare hand, and no one would call Child Services to report abuse.
We ate worms,
and mud pies.
And the worms did not
live in us for ever.
We were given
BB guns for our 10th birthdays,
22 rifles for our 12th, we rode horses,
made-up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen—we didn’t put out too many eyes.
We rode bikes.
Or we walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell,
or we 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.
The idea of a parent
Bailing us out
If we broke the law
was unheard of … they actually sided with the law!
These generations have
produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, and
Inventors … ever.
We had freedom—
failure, success and responsibility;
and we learned
to deal with it all.
If YOU are one of those born between 1925-1955
And you might now want
to share this with others who had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers
and government and do-gooder Snowflakes took over so much of our lives (always for our own well-being, note).
Kind of makes
you want to run through the house
with scissors, don’t it ?