Thursday, March 15, 2007

An Applaud to all those born between 1930 ~ 1979 . . .

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the1930' 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who 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 bright colored lead-based paints.

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 infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, boosterseats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank koolade made withsugar, but we weren't overweight because of that.


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.And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride 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 did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound, CD's or Ipods, no cell phones! , no personal computers , no Internet or chat rooms....... But we had each other!!

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 these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Rugby teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

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, problemsolvers 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!

If YOU are one of them . .

You are one grate survivor!!


MrsJoseGoldbloom said...

I loved this post, it is soooo true. I was born in the 60's and now I feel like I'm living on a different planet.

Lexcen said...

I am a survivor. I survived playing with fireworks, now banned. I survived a bike accident without wearing a helmet, now compulsory.I survived swimming in a pool without a perimeter fence, now compulsory, I survived playing in demolition sites, now fenced off, I survived playgrounds, now made safe for children, I broke my leg on a skateboard, why aren't they banned yet?

Anonymous said...

say thanks to the advancement in health care and in medicine in general.

Kirsten N. Namskau said...

mrsjosegoldblom: Yes, I feel the same way.

Lexcen: It's only a matter of time...

Vinicio: It is strange, but when we were children, we were never so much sick as children are now a day. I had not even ONE day absence from school in 12 years.

Lee Ann said...

I am a survivor! Thanks for this post...very good!
Have a great day.

Princess Saphire said...

Geezzz... and I'm born in the 80's...

Even though it was not so much of pure fun, which my siblings got to enjoy then, I must say that I had a pretty exciting childhood with the kids from the neighbourhood in a small playground with a bridge that was about to come off anytime.

I'll staying at the same house after many years, but the playgound is not longer the same one. And I don't get to hear kids screeming and running around having fun, like in the past...