Monday, January 10, 2011

Something to think about.

I received this as an email today. And it is too good NOT to share via my blog!  Stampy goodness is coming, I in the meantime...enjoy this. I did!!!!

1930s, '40s, '50s, '60s and '70s!!
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 bright colored 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 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, 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!
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 OKAY..
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them 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.

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 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 put 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.

Little League 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, problem solvers, and inventors ever.
The past 50 to 85 years have seen 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 those born between 1925-1975, CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.


AJ said...

this is SO true! and we had Christmas Celebrations, Halloween parties, and what ever else is now NOT allowed at school!

Lauren :D said...

Glad you liked it...I did too :)

Libby Hickson said...

Hmm, I found that more depressing than enjoyable - I miss the good ol' days!

Lisa - papergrace said...

We also didn't get sick the way kids do now. We were so busy playing and running around that we built up our immune systems the old fashioned getting dirty and having fun. :)

I'm so glad I grew up when I did. No regrets at ALL!

Kathy Manna said...

Sigh. I had a great childhood! But you should hear the stories my 93 year old Mom tells. Multiply our observed changes by a gazillion to imagine the changes she has seen in her lifetime!

Sue said...

Love true...and I posted it on FB too!!

leslie (crookedstamper) said...

I hear you! I say this stuff almost EVERY DAY! I loved growing up when I did.

Oh, we also Trick-or-Treated in our OWN NEIGHBORHOOD, at night, IN THE DARK, all the parents knew all the kids, and no one was bussed in from other neighborhoods. And we could bake cookies to hand out.

And you didn't need to break into the packaging of anything you bought, be it aspirin (we took it and LIVED) or a new toy.

Pftftft. So there! :)

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