hate this with a passion...
"First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank sherry while they carried us and lived in houses made of Asbestos"
my dearest friend lost her mother a year ago today to mesothelioma, a horrible painful death. Asbestos kills.
Then, after that trauma, our cots were covered with lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles or locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode bikes we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking. We would ride in cars with no seatbelts or airbags.
So leave medicines around for your child...hey why not tell them they are sweeties. My mum was a nurse, my father a fireman, they both talk of the joy and wonder of people survivng crashes that pre seatbelt laws they would have died in.
We drank water from the garden hose, not a bottle. Takeaway food was limited to fish and chips, there were no pizza shops, or McDonald's, KFC, Subway or Nando's.
i think tap water exists still...and if parents fill their kids with junk food, thats their choice, no one forces them to go.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, bread and dripping, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.
So tests for killer diseases are bad things
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one died from this. We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy toffees, gobstoppers and bubble gum.
True there was better recycling of bottles, i assume like us everyone who approves of this chooses to get their milk delivered by the milkman, higher cost but greener.
We ate white bread and real butter, drank cow's milk and soft drinks with sugar, but we weren't overweight because we were always outside playing!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
kids still play outside.More kids would if motorists didnt seem to think anything that impeded their journey was a crime against humanity.
No one was able to reach us all day but we were OK. We would spend hours building go-karts out of old prams then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
Good old plays ... leaping for joyWe built treehouses and dens and played in riverbeds with Matchbox cars. We did not have PlayStation, Nintendo Wii and Xbox or video games, DVDs or colour TV. There were no mobiles, computers, internet or chatrooms.
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, too.
Again, kids play out...if they cant where you are campaign for road safty and traffic calming.
Simply not true,ear piercing was a male fashion first.
ot everyone made the school rugby, football, cricket or netball teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that. Getting into the team was based on merit.
Dont have to imagine it, thats how school teams are picked today.
Our teachers hit us with canes and gym shoes and threw the blackboard rubber at us if they thought we weren't concentrating.
Ahh yes...and the scandals coming about about priests and teachers who ran rampant in the 70;s,well thats just coincidence.
We can string sentences together, spell and have proper conversations now because of a solid three Rs education.
Some of the most articulate people i know are teenagers, all the people i know who have poor literacy are over 50
Our parents would tell us to ask a stranger to help us cross the road.
Well i am a child of the 70's and i grew up with danger stranger...the writers parents clearly were less concerned with their saftey.
Mum didn't have to go to work to help Dad make ends meet because we didn't need to keep up with the Joneses
my mum worked,her mum worked, my great gran worked,it is a middle class myth that there was a period when all women stayed home.The working classes could never afford that.
The last bit is just poor rhetoric, yes its normal to be nostalgic for your childhood, but rose tinted spectacles are not helpful.
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