People over 30 should be dead.
According to regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the '40s, '50s, '60s, or even maybe the early '70s probably shouldn't have survived. Just think about it.
Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
There was nothing to stop us from sticking a fork in an electrical outlet.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.)
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Horrors!
We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from it.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day.
No cell phones. Unthinkable!
We had video games, no 99 channels on cable, videotape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.
We had friends! If we didn't, we went outside and found them.
We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
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Posted by Muddy at February 26, 2004 04:11 PM | TrackBack"Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint."
Wow! That explains soooo much about my thinking process and mental state now doesn't it? :-)
"We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt."
Uhg! I HATED that game!!! I think they STILL play it. Don't know why. I truley think someone who was full of complete anger, rage and revenge came up with that crap! :-)
I used to watch the ball literally SLAM into the wall and think "I'm getting out of this, right now"...I would then stick my foot out just to get tagged on purpose so I could go sit on the side lines with the rest of my girl friends and talk the remainder of gym class. hehehe :-)
Posted by: mrs. muddy at February 26, 2004 04:45 PMhmmm i remember riding my bike 2 miles home jsut to ask if i could spend the night at a friends house (then riding back_ but who cares i was a kid =) and it dindt' kill me *shock and aww*
Posted by: Kevin at February 26, 2004 09:03 PMI was born in '83 and I remember most of this stuff! When I was really young the kids in the neighborhood would get together for ballgames in my front yard. When did this stop? I don't know. Middle school I think. Somehow in middle school sex became more important than baseball or blowing up anthills with black cats, to most of them.
Posted by: skywalker at February 26, 2004 11:10 PM"...blowing up anthills with black cats..."????
And you say *I* scare you? :-D LOL!!!
Posted by: mrs. muddy at February 27, 2004 12:02 AMblack cats are firecrackers to small to do much more than burn you, come on!
Posted by: skywalker at February 27, 2004 12:07 AMI also remember that we used to play badminton in our backyard in the summer. Sometimes we'd stay out until 9 o'clock...or at least until it got so dark that the only reason you knew where the birdie was was when it hit you in the face. That's when you would answer with a yell of ..."Ouch! It's mine!".
Ahhhh...the good 'ol days :-)
Posted by: mrs. muddy at February 27, 2004 12:19 AMI know what black cats are.....they're what you see before the witches come out. Kidding, kidding...actually no, I knew what you were talking about. Besides, it's not half as bad as what muddy did one time. He put bees in the microwave. How'd you like to clean up *that* mess.
Posted by: mrs. muddy at February 27, 2004 12:24 AMomg bee's in the microwave = yuck
the only things i did was light dog crap on fire in a brown bag in people's doorways.....
Posted by: Kevin at February 27, 2004 08:38 PM"the only things i did was light dog crap on fire in a brown bag in people's doorways...."
LOL! Gee, is that all :-) I don't remember doing anything like that. I was such a goody-goody....man! I was so lame! :-P hahaha
Of course, I *did* read my sister's diary...but who *didn't* do that. And to top it off, she knew I was doing it so she never wrote anything "juicy"....apparently, I wasn't too sneaky back then.
Well...that's all *I* got :-/
Posted by: mrs. muddy at February 27, 2004 09:40 PMThat is so very true, life today is so different ! Nice Article !
Posted by: Mahavir at May 29, 2004 01:53 AM