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Teachers use to paddle kids who misbehaved. My grandmother said that a kid ran from the principal who was going to paddle him. The kid went under the school building and the principle went right up behind him and paddled him underneath the building.
I took one puff on a cigarette, and it was terrible so never tried again.
@@user-qj8pc4dv7g if you got spanked at school, you got spanked at home for it too, lol.
For the USA I'd say next clip: things that we (USA) consider normal, but the world thinks the US crazy for: nipples are worse than violence on TV, Guns, healthcare, lack of freetime, public corruption of politicians with super packs, last days belief, conspiracy, police shootings, etc.
I was born in 1957 and on weekends and during the summer my mom rolled me out of bed around 7:00 - 7:30 (laying in bed all day wasn't an option) made me breakfast. Told me to go outside and play. I'd come in around noon eat a sandwich and head back out, with her yelling at me as I was on my way out, "be home when the street lights come on". All the neighborhood mom's kept an eye on us and nobody ever worried about where we were or what we were up to. With the exception of skinned knees or a sprained ankle nothing bad ever really happened. It was an awesome time to be a kid before "helicopter" parenting became thing.
Today's parents are wise to keep close eyes and proximity to their kids.
Soon everyone will have a drone following them keep keep mosquitoes from bitting us .
Me too, born in the same year, and us kids all ran wild. The darker side is that most girls in my generation were sexually abused. The freedom was fun, but danger was around and we weren’t prepared for it. I grew up to be a helicopter parent, but at least my kids didn’t have to go through the abuse me, my sister, and friends did.
Boomers grew up to be the start of the helicopter parents. They and X'ers are directly responsible for how mentally screwed up their Millennial and younger offspring became from this.
You had street lights?
When I was a kid, climbing a tree as high up as you could get was fun and challenging. While I don't believe tree climbing is banned (no practical way to enforce it), I can't remember the last time I saw a kid sitting in the top of a tree.
Man, I lived in trees as a kid. That's where you'd always find me. Sad that so many kids would find that frightening now.
My brother and I spent a TON of time climbing the trees as kids.
You learn a lot doing so, you can "feel" if this branch is going to hold you or not. And, I think it builds a lot of upper-body strength and coordination.
@@josephgaviota I absolutely agree. And there's something wonderful about being rocked in a swaying tree.
Some cranky old dude yelled at my 9 yr old granddaughter for climbing a tree in the park. I told him to get lost. So sick of people telling others how to take care of their kids/grandkids. They likely had few or none of their own.
Back in the early seventies I watched by friend climb a tree to steal an egg from a bird's nest. I think you know where this is going...I never saw my friend climb so fast down the tree as the mother chirped and attacked him all the way down.
Nothing has taken away our individual freedoms more than "For the health and safety of everyone". Prime example is a school of 500 kids and one of them has an allergy to peanut-butter, so they ban peanuts in any form. Instead of the parents teaching the kid to pay attention to what they eat a rule/law is passed to stop the other 499 from eating it. This exact same way of thinking can be applied to almost every other law or rule passed.
People aren't allergic to peanuts; they're allergic to a variety of mold that commonly infects peanuts and doesn't get treated properly during processing so the peanut butter ends up acting more the 'spoonful of sugar' to help the (not) medicine go down. Similar thing with fresh fish that doesn't get stored properly that results in the creation of histamines in the fish flesh that you end up ingesting.
Peanut allergies are deadly. Even touching something peanuts have touched can kill.
@@nbenefiel I always dust my carry-on luggage with peanut dust. Weeds out the weaklings.
@@coloradostrong excellent
Like COVID...
I grew up in the 60s and 70s. It was unheard of for children in the car waiting for parents to be kidnapped, and we rolled the window down if it was hot. We knew keep the glass thermometer under your tongue, never heard of a peanut allergy back then, I rode my bike and my horse with no helmet and fell off both a couple of times, no broken bones, I walked to school daily, I smarted off to either of my parents I got a spanking. I am today 66 yo married, a college graduate, retired from a large company and live in a nice lakeside home, 2 grown kids both college graduates and both married 20+ years, 1 a Nurse Practitioner, 1 a Christian school teacher, nice homes, 6 grandkids ages 5-23, no one with drug problems, none been to jail or prison, no one is woke unless they were asleep.
Many years ago you could manually roll down a window. I haven't seen any vehicles over the past 20 years that doesn't have electronically operated windows. Even if they are manually operated, a baby or toddler wouldn't be aware or able to roll down the window. Today, not only can a child die from heat stroke but could be kidnapped - easily fixed without government intervention by not leaving kids in the vehicle. But some parents are simply stupid.
So what I can see is you have the same narrowmindedness as they did 60 or 70 years ago. So let me ask you a question do your children hit their children? Did you hit your children. I see you didn’t woke anything except ignorance.
All I can say is, I’m glad I grew up when I did, when it was still actually fun to be a kid.
My 12yr old son now has outside buddies and they ride bikes and play until the street lights come on...there's a big herd of them...things aren't so different now, it is parental choice that makes it so not the times. You can still structure a healthy, fun childhood, and I am a stay at home mom too. It's 99.99999% choice.
AND ADVENTUROUS........now it's just day to day boredom
I grew up in the 60's. You survived. So did I. Sadly, many kids did not, from such things as heat stroke in a hot car, auto accidents with no seat belt, etc. When I was 6 years old, my buddy, who was also six, died from electrocution. Before TV sets had safety covers on the back, he was poking around the back of the family TV set and got electrocuted to death. Can't imagine the anguish of his parents.
@@bobblowhard8823 In 1983, my roommate and I bought an old '60s vintage color TV "entertainment system" (with record player and AM/FM radio as well) because it still produced good color, from a garage sale. I remember poking around (can't remember why) underneath the left side of it when suddenly I saw and heard a big spark with a zapping sound. The miracle was that I was not electrocuted, and that the TV still worked fine. I warned my roommate about it and I never probed underneath that TV again. I consider it the grace and mercy of God that I'm still here to tell you this!
I grew up in the 1960s. Today there are too few kids to play with, too much structure and way too many rules. I doubt many kids know the freedom we had back then. I look at the cultural anger, the dependency on drugs and the inability to romantically connect, or even grow up, and I wonder if all our safely-meddling has had a net positive effect.
I got a chemistry set in 3rd grade for Christmas in 1972. That would likely be frowned upon today. My dad is a pharmacist and he was confident I could learn it. By the time I left 6th grade, I knew more about chemistry than most kids graduating high school. 😂
I got one when I was about ten. It was so much fun.
Indeed, many chemists were inspired to pursue their profession by the fact that they had chemistry sets as children. Unfortunately, many were also severely injured or killed as well (including a teen who lived in my neighborhood in the 1960's).
Yep I had the Gilbert Chemistry lab. I am pretty sure I came up with flubber and gun powder, but my parents threw it in the trash 😉! Unbeknownst to them, I kept my experiments up. Was able to get a chemistry degree at a University. All thanks to the Gilbert Home Chemistry lab, g...
I remember my older brother got one on the 1960’s.
I had a crazy friend who had an advanced chemistry set and extrapolated from some of the experiments how to make gunpowder. We used a crude form of it to power home made rockets. Great fun. And, wonder of wonders, despite a few unanticipated mishaps I still have all my fingers and my eyesight.
Wow, I'm now 67 years old, and lived through all that and more. At times I think it's more about control than it is safety. I'm glad I had the opportunity and privilege to grow up in that era. We had more freedom and were taught responsibility and accountability.
I was born in 1963 and am so grateful that I was able to take off on my bike every day, play with friends, explore, visit practically every neighbor in the neighborhood! It was such fun! Nothing bad ever happened and I go to explore, starting at age 6. That is probably too young, but fun.
I did this in the 80s and 90s. My parents could see me from their floor and would just tell me not to wander off out of view. Sometimes I'd come up to their balcony (2nd floor) and my mom would throw down snacks. It's what sparked curiosity, the desire to explore, but still know your bounds. As a pre-teen I couldn't wait to get home and go into the nearby forest and build forts/see how far in we could go on a given day/what kind of trouble we could cause ;) That was a bit different, sometimes we wouldn't come home until it was pretty dark.
I was also born in 1963 but I was born and raised in a very small rural town where in order to get groceries you had to travel 21-30 miles. I once rode my bike ( I was in the 4th grade) on the highway between towns because I was left at the house we were renting while we built our house in the small town ( village really) and my dad and brothers had gone to Savage (yes that's the towns name) to work on the house ( Mom was at work). Took me 3 hrs but I accomplished the task (my mom wasn't very happy about it though). But I think it helped me to learn I was capable of doing anything if I really wanted like earning my Master's degree in Scotland a long ways from my small Montana home.
me to sweetie 63 here too we would play with all the neighbourhood kids go down to the river stay there go to local swimming pool skating on a friday night yep the good ol days feel sorry for this technology generation of kids it teaches em how not be a kid anymore but scientist computer nerd sad
@@codzy3532 It doesn't even teach them that. It makes them all apathetic lazy basement dweller gamers who only aspire to have the best video card. That's really sad. Nothing good will come of them.
@@the_kombinator Truth
I was born 59, grew up in Casper Wyoming in the 60s then moved to Vancouver, Washington in 70. What a great time to be alive!
We all made it though life without to much trouble. I'm 63 today and still working, living life loving God & family. We just made the best of it, though thick and thin. Smile and move into life... live and let live, time is short enjoy one another and help folks when you Can! 😃
I played dodgeball for YEARS as a kid and never encountered someone experiencing a serious injury or concussion. Monkey bars were the best. If I got a spanking it was because I'd been warned and went on ahead anyway. And it only took one single time of washing my mouth out with soap to make sure I NEVER got in that position again! I used to just take my childhood memories for granted but nowadays I am so grateful to have grown up when I did. There's no way I'd like to be a child in today's environment.
My friend Ed broke his collarbone twice, but we kept on playing. I grew up in the northern climate - on snowy evenings we would go "bumper jumping" ot "skitching". We'd hide behind a parked car at a traffic light, and when a car or truck would stop for the red light, we'd run out and grab hold of the rear bumper and take a ride. Poor Ed didn't see the sewer cap, and broke his collarbone a third time.
@@whaheydelee Poor Ed! I've never heard of doing that but as a kid I would have totally tried that if given the opportunity!
i used to walk to school 8 miles one way ,up hill both ways in the snow bare foot and playing dodge rocks was fun
AMEN!
I broke my arm in a game of dodge ball in 4th grade. But I never blamed the game or the kid who threw the ball. It was just an accident, life happens.
We are our own worst enemy. We ate up the 24/7 news channels and this is where all of this BS began. 30 minutes of local evening news wasn't enough to to travel down these loony roads. I was paddled in school. I was belted at home. I was served peanut butter sandwichs at school. I stood in the back of traveling trucks. 60 years later, I'm here to tell you it didn't kill me. It didn't scar me. It didn't send me to a mental institution. It taught me life lessons.
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I was born in 1961 and I spent all of my childhood riding my bike all over the place, no helmet, lol. The weekend was spend riding my bike with all my friends, the best times for kids to grow up in, 50s, 60s and 70s. The music was always groovy, I would go back if I had a time machine, wink.
Me too. I was born in December 1961. My friends and I would go cycling all day in the school holidays, and our parents would rarely know where we were.
We had a former US air base (Grove airfield) on our doorstep, with lots of abandoned buildings and shelters, and a semi derelict canal to play in.
New housing was being built, so we used to climb the scaffolding on the houses and collect the deposits on soda bottles left by the builders. Sometimes we had as much as £3.00 to spend on sweets, this was a decent amount of money in 1969.
None of us ever fell out of a tree or seriously injured ourselves. It was a great time to grow up.
The downside was that if you did get caught misbehaving, your parents would know about it in minutes. The grapevine worked much better when communities were smaller, and everyone knew one another.
I have just checked.
£1.00 in 1969 is worth £16.00 today.
When we cashed in the bottle deposits, we really did go to town on soda (Corona), sweets and ice creams.
Yeah, well, I had the same freedom of riding my bike everywhere. But, child of the 50s, I was the only girl I knew allowed to ride the bike off the sidewalk in front of the home. So we have more restrictions now, but I deeply hope that girls today are getting a fairer share of childhood's fun activities.
I was born in 1946. The only girl, eldest of 3 children. Since the age of about 6 I had to "babysit" my brothers. However, I would take them to the local parks where we could climb trees; fish the ponds for sticklebacks or frogspawn/tadpoles; visit the local library; go to a playground that had huge structures to climb, attack, defend, and massive tractor tires we could balance upon and move around by walking backwards on them. We were always unofficially supervised wherever we went by the old ladies who congregated to knit, gossip, and disparage what had become of the world. They thought nothing of grabbing any miscreant and saying the Dreaded Words "do you want me to tell your mam?" The correct answer was always "No, missus" because said old lady would, at most, swat you one across the backside whereas your mother would be so mortified that you had "shown her up" that she would not only berate you for days, she would ground you for a week and forbid you to ever see your best friend ever again. Because obviously that friend was the one responsible for leading you so far astray. Ah. The good old days.
Not that I look for it so maybe I haven't noticed, but I don't see a lot of kids riding bikes with helmets today either honestly. I mean it is probably less taboo now than it was when I was growing up, but I don't know if common is the best word.
It’s amazing how many people don’t know the difference between discipline and abuse. A world without consequences is an horrific place….
we're witnessing it today!
I am eminently grateful I grew up when I did. I never wore a seat belt. I never wore a bike helmet. I rode my bike wherever I pleased, whenever I pleased. If I really screwed up bad, my Mom would take a wooden spoon to my posterior, and I knew I had it coming. At school, I had a peanut butter sandwich virtually every day, played dodgeball and had snowball fights. I played with Jarts, BB guns, thought nothing of waiting in the car for my Mom, and I even drank from the garden hose. Know what else I did? I survived.
As did I and many others.
Sooo thankful I grew up when I did instead of this stifling life kids have to live through now. Freedom and fun (and lots of activity and exercise) is what defined childhood
“back then”.
You survived, and probably millions of others as well. But what about the ones who didn't?
I did all those things as well but society learns from it's mistakes and we can't continue doing the things that have injured or killed others. Seat belts save lives...as well as helmets. Jarts and BB guns have maimed and hurt others.
Why do cigarettes have warnings and is literally not allowed in like 99.9% of places? Because people got cancer, lung disease and/or heart disease and didn't even realize it was because of cigarettes. We don't know the dangers until it's too late. What was ok yesterday may have consequences today.
@@cmasse64 blah blah blah millions have also died of boredom 🙄
and despite your silly precautions you will die also.
With the exception of snow ball fights, me and by buddies all of the above and more. No snow ball fights because I grew up in South Texas and never saw it until I joined the navy.
My dad would use the belt on my bare bottom when I really screwed up. Born in the 60’s grew up in the 70’s I wouldn’t trade it for anything. By the way, I turned out pretty normal and so did my kids.
I was born in '64 And all through my childhood I would be gone all day and never even think about telling anyone where I was going. I thank God for growing up during friendlier times
I was born in the 1990s, and I would be all over the neighborhood all day playing with my friends outside without a cellphone. It was great to have that freedom. Even as late as 2007, I would ride my bike behind my father’s apartment to the local bike path that took me around town. It was totally ok, until the fear mongering of the “white van kidnapper” took over my parents’ minds.
@@JackieOwl94 I just miss, the REAL times, when boys, were REALLY boys, and girls were REALLY girls, and there was no confusion, or mental illness, when it came to using public bathroom.
@@saminaneen The confusion comes from the devil because people turn their back on God. Bible says it's going to get worse.
@@saminaneen If a REAL boy wants to play with dolls, he's gonna play with dolls, and you can't stop him because he's a REAL boy and isn't going to listen to a panty twisting fear mongering narrow minded bigot! (Real girls ain't gonna listen, either. If they want to play with trucks and sports, they will.) You don't get to decide what a REAL boy or a REAL girl is, or what they choose to do. Mind your own business, and stop being a Karen.
@@busybody1474 The devil only exists in the minds of the superstitious. The bibles are books of fables giving mixed messages in the worst way.
I was born in 1964 and I'm glad I experienced my childhood at the time I did. Now that I'm approaching 60, the world feels increasingly more complex and volatile, I find that I have to periodically unplug from present concerns and reground myself temporarily in the memories of my childhood, when the world felt safe. You can never "go back" but you can revisit from time to time.
Same
Born a few more years before 😎
me too born 63 loved my childhood days loved 70 80 90s great time to grow up
You can go back just not in the US!
Well said!!! I feel exactly the same; born April 1964. This video made it easy to dwell again in that time, at least for a little while...
My dad use to say, "Stupid hurts for a reason. It teaches you what not to do."
I added, "assessing a situation before you act is the key to avoiding terminal stupidity."
Mine isn't as catchy as my pop's but, neccessary.
I'm going borrow that. 😂
Do you mean to say "Mistakes are learning oppotunities"?
any time i did something stupid, while my Mom would be patching me up she'd always say to me " i bet you learned not to do that again didn't you" and i'd look up at her with a tear stained face, smile, and say, "yep!" nothing learned better than a painful lesson. i was a tomboy and learned a Lot painful lessons, lol
Problem these days is we've taken away the hurt for stupid in the name of "freedom". Change my mind.
@@trevorgrier4511 Lead in paint, gas, yadda yadda, dummies the population down. O.S.H.A came along and made it so they could survive more easily.
It's a miracle any of us survived our childhoods without being encased in bubble wrap.
That's why and how we survived..... you had to think for yourself. Living life while being in and amongst life gave you the tools to survive.
Survived only by the grace of God.
Your comment reminded me of that movie, the boy in the plastic bubble starring John Travolta, it's a old movie from the 70s I believe
Bubble wrap would have been declared a suffocation hazard and/or the plastic would have been deemed toxic.
I still have a mercury thermometer and a bottle of Mercurchrome. 😊
@@sharonbass6110 Still have my mercury thermometer too. I remember Mercurochrome and there was another one my parents had. One stung the other didn't. Methylate or something?
Well I’ve made it to my upper 50’s so far with no injuries associated with many of these safety precautions but people are much more soft and sensitive today. I did fall off by bicycle and was smacked in the face with one of those soft rubber balls, but I learned to duck and how to use fear to prevent mishaps. We learned from our mistakes and those who didn’t became politicians.
Spanked in schools. beaten with a paddle at home. rode a bike with no helmet. rode in the back of a station wagon and a pick up truck. I survived the 70's and 80's. Miss those days!
Our parents used to leave us in the car while they went into a store...we didn't die because we knew how to open windows and doors.
...not to mention the windows of older cars were opened through hand cranks instead of all being opened by electrics (AKA power windows) - even if the motor was off you could always open the window, but now you can't.
Well that’s a little different then leaving a baby or a dog in a car they needed to change that law look how many babies an pets that have died in cars
@@TBaker-xu5is And now most newer 🚘s beep 5 mins. after the ignition if someone isn’t wearing a seatbelt.
Children can't do this anymore unless there is an app on a tablet to do so.
Yes, door and windows were manually opened and closed, unlike today's electronic mechanism.
Sadly, “free play” has been banned. As one of the genx latchkey kids, we played and traveled around our town all we liked. It was endless adventure without parents hawking over our every move and removing all obstacles or forbidding anything that could cause a cut or bruise. Today, if parents aren’t watching their children 24/7, CPS gets called by other parents.
Even worse, there are reports of parents getting CPS sicced on them for letting their kids play by themselves IN THEIR OWN YARDS! Front yard or backyard, there are news reports of both! Forget potential criminals in the neighborhood, you gotta worry about the Karens living within eyeshot more!
I did too in the early 2000s. It was great. As long as I didn’t wander too far, I was free to roam where I wanted. It felt liberating.
At 13 I would be anywhere within 10000 square miles on my motorcycle, with no ID, no phone and no money. How ever did I survive?
Exaggerate much?
@@David49305 Nope, I’m dead serious. Parents have actually had CPS sicced on them for letting their kids play by themselves in their own yards! I can’t provide links to the articles due to TH-cam rules, but all you have to do is look it up online.
The peanut allergies thing still blows my mind. I don't recall knowing anyone who had a peanut allergy when I was in school. By the time my kids went to school, there was an entire nut allergy table to accommodate nut allergy kids. Where did this come from?
No peanut allergies when my daughter was in preschool in late 80s. By the time she was in the third grade nut allergies were everywhere. Also no nuts on flights (except for the occasional passenger or two).
Vaccines?
no ban of nuts at my daughter's school, but one child is very allergic to eggs so those are banned. This happened after another child died from egg exposure at school. 2 friends of mine have kids with severe nut allergies, 30 years ago they might not have survived until school age.
@napoearth: Read Revlation. It spells it out clearly.
I’m pretty sure (since I had one classroom ban nuts, our lunches were stored in the cafeteria and that was where anyone whom claimed allergies stayed for indoor lunch and snack periods) that once discovered the cheaper method is to prohibit nuts than separate those with allergies became known that was the option everyone adapted to a ban, meaning , Airlines, schools,hospitals and basically most public or private institutes serving a large number of people saw it financially a ban was better than other alternatives even if it only serves a small portion of the population.
I played a thousand rounds of dodgeball and the only injury I ever saw was emotional injury from being picked last to be on a team. The sound of a red ball smashing into a kids face is still unmistakable.
Yep
I've been hit in the groin with a soccer ball more than once in high school but I survived. Any sport can be dangerous/hazardess. We can't live our life in fear of what might happen.
When I was a kid in the 60s, there was a big Italian kid named, Zazabeta who could throw the ball with the speed an accuracy of a guided missile. If he hit you, you felt it. When picking teams, he was always picked first and the rest of just hoped we'd wind up on his side. Good (and frightening) times.
There are adult leagues in some cities to rekindle our childhoods!
The biggest thing I forgot to put down is, all of us kids knew how to respect our parents, and other adults.
Because we were trained to. Parents did not sit playing kids games they, by example expected us to pitch in and work to assume the responsibilities of adults. I believe the current situation is fully due to 'modern' parents trying to be friends with their kids instead training them.
@@henrivanbemmel exactly.
@@gregdavis19 I just came back from an interment. I was the only one in a shirt and tie. People dressed in flip flops. Really?? It's good my father is dead. He would not understand this world.
@@henrivanbemmel I can believe that. This isn’t the America we grew up in, that’s for sure.
@@gregdavis19 I'm in Canada, but on this, the difference is minimal. I get change, but I wish we could keep some of the 'good' things.
I love this channel because it always takes me back to my childhood days of complete happiness. It’s all gone now and feel privileged to have been brought up in these times. Thank you.
The key is we were taught how to handle the things we played with and mostly obeyed for fear of breaking something and being punished.
No bills, responsibilities, and NO work.
One of my mother's friends died a couple of weeks ago at the age of 99, in her own home and surrounded by her children and grandchildren. One of her sons called me today and we talked for a long time about how wonderful life was in the small Southern Californian beach town we grew up in (full of millionaires now and no children out roaming the neighborhoods like we used to do when we were young and out and about, playing). Those memories are everything. Am so glad that I was born when I was. The quality of life in this town back in the 60s and 70s far outstrips "the good life" that the newer inhabitants spend top dollar for.
@@betsyj59It's a shame but your right
You are so right
I remember riding in our family station wagon without a seat belt. No bike helmets when I was young. Getting to buy a school lunch was a treat. No allergies at all, in anyone I knew growing up. I played all those kids’ games at school and with neighborhood kids.
you know when i was a kid 80s/90s i don't remember anyone having any allergies to food. so something for sure changed sometime in the 90s-2000s period that caused it.
Also sit in the back of a Staton wagon with your friends and family without seat belts .
@@Dratchev241What changed was US parents were programmed to turn their children into pin cushions starting the first day of life. Nanoparticle metals were added to shots to greatly increase inflammatory responses. By the time the average person is 18 yo now, (s)he has received up to 75+ doses. Each one is another opportunity to develop an allergy to something harmless consumed or in the surrounding environment while the body is in this enhanced inflammation state. The nanoparticles also cross the blood-brain barrier which has caused a lot of young Americans to suffer other chronic conditions as seen in sickly seniors.
@@Dratchev241 Viagra. Old geezers making babies with overdue sperm. That's what happened.
@@Dratchev241 yep
It's a miracle that humanity hasn't become extinct! The horror! The danger! Child of the 60s here...I survived all those hazards and innumerably many more
I loved growing up back in the day, loved the freedom of leaving the house in the morning unaccompanied by a parent to go to school or just to play with my friends. Did I make bad choices? Of course I did! I was able to learn first hand about how actions have consequences (both good and bad). What a shame for the children of today who don’t learn the lessons of life that my generation was able to learn.
I was born in 1950 ..great time to grow up
If all this was so dangerious,how is it so many of us managed live and thrive !
Plenty of people died and got injured from sitting in the bedof a pickup truck, or playing with lawn darts, etc. Not everyone thrived that is why things changed, if everyone thrived then they wouldn't have changed it. I sat in the back of many pickup trucks growing up and never fell out, but I don't think because I never did no one did.
@@dantheman8103 THIN THE HERD!
The kids that didn't survive aren't posting comments. My brother broke an arm, I broke a femur, I lost the tip of my ring finger, and had many stitches and burns as a kid. A couple of kids in my grade school didn't live to enter high school.
I watch The Andy Griffith Show on a somewhat regular basis (Barney's so funny no matter how many times you've watched the episodes). It really brings it home when you see little Opie using a wood burning tool on his own or when his dad gives him a pocket knife - at 5 or 6 years old. The transformation of society into a "safety" culture has been accompanied by a loss of freedom that many people don't even take notice of. I sure do.
You are the 1,000th comment!
I watch that show every day.😄
Yep. I got my first soldering iron when I was 8. My sister had a 'toy' flat iron that could really iron clothes.
I used a woodburning tool on my own. Carve things on wood with the woodburning tool.
Also capital punishment was mentioned on that show occasionally I remember Andy talking about a real nice old fashion woodshed.
70s kid here. No sunscreen, running around the neighborhood until the street lights came on, drinking from the garden hose.
And everyone looked so much more cheerful than anyone today
YES!!!!!
People were happier back then, no question. Kids, adults, old people, everyone.
Now, everyone is over worked and under paid. Most mothers have to work which means juggling kids between family and sitters or, if you're high income, sending them to day care.
Yes because Vietnam vets were just chipper in those days
You did not go to the Kmart in your jammies. You dressed up to fly, on cigarette smoke-filled, planes.
Removing all risks, or trying to, destroys childhoods.
They have something negative to say about everything this Narrator has mentioned. This was the fun of my whole childhood. This is why anybody who grew up with this type of childhood is tough .
So true!
Sad but true all we have now is over age children 😢
Idk I know quite a few pansies from that era...
Yep and also why some of us attended funerals. My worse was going to the hospital with a friend who was run into a curb on his bike by a passing car as he was riding past our house. He was lucky... only a broken collar bone, a head scar and a medium serious concussion. I was home alone so drove him to the hospital (at 14 or 15 yo) and nearly spent the summer grounded (blood in the VW) until my parents heard the story from his mom. A helmet would have probably saved the most dangerous bit. The only death I saw was a boy I didn't know, and a helmet probably wouldn't have helped him.
@@katie7748 so do I, many baby boomers weren't really so tough, just selfish and spoiled.
Just on the off-chance that someone young is watching this--a "switch" was mentioned as something you might be spanked with. Young people aren't going to know what a "switch" is. It's a thin, long, supple branch cut off a tree, stripped of leaves, usually from grandma's willow tree in her back yard, and used to spank instead of hand or paddle. It STUNG. It was worse than a hand, and as bad or worse than some paddles.
I'll be 62 years old in a couple of weeks. It's a miracle I've survived, given all the dangers I was exposed to 😂
Right, I know, LOL! I'm 62 as well. I climbs things, ran barefoot in the yard, drank from a garden hose, yet here I am today. LOL.
May you have many more happy returns of the day Chris 🥳
Almost 62 as well.
Rode in cars without seat belts and the back of the station wagon. Went every where on the bike and normally my parents did not know where.
Came home late and dinner was in the oven.
Like with everything we gain knowledge. Just because you personally were not injured or killed doesn’t mean it didn’t or wasn’t happening to others.
My dad and mom too they are both 60s babies
If child protective services had been around in the 1950's and 60's when I was a kid, every parent in town would have had some splaning to do. Construction sites were not fenced and if there was a pile of dirt, we would be playing king of the hill as soon as the workers were gone. By the time I was in the seventh grade I was swimming in irrigation canals, and I and all of my friends had a pocket knife, no bicycle helments.
My buddies and I used to build cinder block forts in the stacks of blocks outside the fence of a block company
Perfect place to go have a smoke away from the house and the holes in the blocks kept our Marlboro’s and matches dry
Omg. King of the hill. I forgot about that game
I was in a building site with my brother and cousins. We were trapped in a half built house as someone closed the door and there was no handle. We couldn’t get out until I stuck my new penknife into the lock and turned it. Happy times.
As I look back and remember all these unprecedented memories, some of which I participated in. I realize that we who get to do these things. Grew up in a time of freedom. As things were banned, we also saw the rise of the nanny state. And the sad downfall of society that has taken its place.
So very true 💯
Yup.
There is no hope for a society that is mortally afraid of cigarette vending machines and lawn darts.
@@ozzymandius666 😂😂Tell em!! And don’t forget peanut butter. Why is every 3rd person allergic to peanut butter these days? ✌️
Absolutely true,
Trigger warnings and safe spaces have replaced risk and reward. Sad.
As a kid in the 80s summers, I used to go in the woods and explore with friends or alone pretty much most of the day. Only way I got hurt was poison ivy occasionally. My parents would never be allowed to let me do that if I grew up today.
So what EXACTLY HAPPENED that SUDDENLY there are SO MANY PEOPLE allergic to peanuts?!? I ALWAYS bring peanuts with me on flights because they are a great source of protein, especially when your flight is delayed 3+ hours!
It's thought to be related to Western lifestyles as there are fewer allergies in developing countries, but they don't really know. Either way, they can kill people so perhaps best to not open your peanuts around other people when you've been asked not to
That's a good question. With all the genetically altered food products I wonder if that has occurred?
One theory I read: the increased use of insecticides being used on peanuts may have something to do with it. Many dispute this theory, though.
Part of it is that people weren't as aware of allergies as they are now.
The other part is that, if babies aren't introduced to peanut butter, their bodies won't learn to tolerate them. Between the paranoia of keeping peanuts well away from children, and of having antibacterial soaps and cleaners everywhere, kids are developing severe allergies because their bodies were never exposed to them.
@@JaneAustenAteMyCat Apparently lower exposure to microbes during childhood increases risk of developing allergies later on, although I'm not certain that applies to peanuts also. Kids don't go outside anymore, so it's probably only going to get worse. Staying indoors all day also increases the chance of developing near-sightedness, which has become exponentially more prevalent over the recent decades.
What a sad socially awkward world we live in today! We enjoyed our bikes, skates, lawn darts & pogo sticks in the company of all our friends until mom had supper ready. We all sat at the dinner table together with our mom & dad talking about our day! My grandkids will have no idea how much they miss out on because of cell phones and ear buds! Sad, Sad, Sad!
It is sad and the kids today are not disciplined and some that work in stores or fast food places goof off and do not show respect. Horrible work ethic. I agree with banning cigarettes in public places because the smoke used to really bother me with allergies and the fear of cancer.
I used to have a work ethic but found out that no matter how much I do or how well I do it, I’ll never get out of poverty; so my work ethic starved to death
It is very sad😢
@dawndellarocco2362 I still smoke and am older than dirt. I also take on the occasional seasonal drink. Don't kid yourself: any new restriction, ban, or mandate against our individual freedoms is an infringement on us all. ESPECIALLY any one who's NONCOMPLIANCE generates revenue for the state. Incense gives me a headache but I don't want it outlawed!! I also don't want to have it in the restaurant. It used to be if you were allergic or averse to something you avoided the activities where it occurred. But today we try to make it safe and sterile for everyone at the expense of exercising our own judgment and reasoning. Regulations were made for companies and organizations. They shouldn't be used to enforce conformity to a singular theology or preference.
@christineheminger7762 I am still poor and I still have manners and a work ethic. I think the will to exist despite all obstacles dies before any work ethic does. And a work ethic is innate--it isn't dependent on reward, justice, or merit. It is a character component that feeds in the self-satisfaction of doing something well, whether anyone else notices or not.
MISSED: The acceptability of people being called “fat” when they were over-weight. It is taboo now but if you listen to some old TV shows you’ll see that it was fairly common back then whilst actually being fat was a lot less common.
And "fat" was very relative. A circus fat lady of the 50's looks like everyone in WalMart today. But plates were also only 10 inches across in those days, and the Big Gulp, Whopper and supersizing hadn't been invented. Fast food in general was uncommon. A 10-ounce Coke seemed extravagant when a 6-ounce bottle was most common. And spending all day out and about on a bike keep the pounds off a lot better than begging rides from dopey parents and hours a day watching TV.
When I gained weight just before and during menopause and became clinically obese the first time in my life, I never sugar coated it. I would call myself "fat". Gratefully, I lost the weight, though it took years. People these days are not only fat or obese they are morbidly obese. I can't believe how many people I see on a daily basis that are morbidly obese - young people too. And then we wonder why so many diseases are on the rise: Diabetes, heart issues, CANCER, etc.
But being over-weight is not fat. It gives those people who gained a few pounds insecurity about their bodies. This happens to my friend who is overweight and he doesn't look fat. What is actually fat is me as I sadly have a large BMI. Though I'm trying to lose weight and get in shape, and I have been doing just that! Went from 275 to at least 265 in a few months! I really hate the fat positivity movement though saying being fat is healthy. It isn't. But in the old days, people making fun of you for being overweight is just as wrong. The happy medium would be to encourage to lose weight, but also not make fun of others nor tell them that being that way is healthy. One is demoralizing and will most likely make the person gain more weight, while the other is misinformation. But I don't think saying the word fat is taboo. If it was, I would have been yelled at by now lol
Oh man. I’m born in 1970. I’ve witnessed the changes that are mentioned in this video. Especially the children have become weak, oversensitive , have no imagination whatsoever, don’t play anymore, wine constantly and know nothing else than their social media annex tools to use it. Where is the “realness” in life gone. There is almost no social contact between children, they don’t really play anymore, creativity has become zero and don’t make me start about the the devilish thing they call social media… Luckily I had my daughter early in the 90s. She had a computer but it was all in its early stages.. She still had the chance to be a child. That is the difference nowadays children are supposed to be small grownups. That is not ok. Children need to be children and get good parental care. Also something that is lacking nowadays. The most important is school. Kids shouldn’t be used for political gain. Children mustn’t be confronted with things that are to be taught to elder kids. The problem is that our children get confused and become frustrated grown ups. Except for the one that are raised by parents who go against the main stream.
Parents want to be their kids friends now. I was born 2yrs later then you grew up right before the psychiatrist ideas took over. We still went and had fun got hurt as long as no bones where broken. Even got into fights as kids most of the times us kids policed our selves we got taught at an early age what was right and what was wrong
Excellent comment.
Afew years back there was a phrase called 'cotton wool children' which seems to be quite truthful nowadays.
@@Duck_Dodgers Indeed. I could be out all day with my friends. We went to a park or just took our bicycles and rode around. As long as we were home for dinner everything was ok. I have done things like climbing over a fence to go to pet horses (that weren’t ours) I swam in the park pond in my underwear… or just you know “hang out” and read each other’s strips. Simple things. Oh my radio cassette player and walkman were my most prized possessions. During summer time I went to my grandparents and we hung out in their big garden. We even slept in a tent on the property. All the neighbourhood cats were my friends.. yeah, that was good times. My nephew and my niece are younger than my daughter and the difference is so obvious. They lack the drive to accomplish something. Everything is too much work… The only thing that counts is the phone that is glued to their hand. The X box and pc are all there is for entertainment. Sad, very sad. When they were little I used to bake cookies with them, crafted things with paper, we also went to the park … All done now. Oh and my niece, now she is 20, but when she was 16 I was ashamed of the clothes she was wearing. Those tiny shorts and a skimpy Tshirt or even less… My sister told me that it is in fashion… my god. Yes I glad my daughter was born earlier. Otherwise I would have been a strict nagging mum. Kids have to respect their parents and themselves and have to know their boundaries. Being conservative has never hurt anyone. The ones that are raised that way know what to do when they grow up. The others, well they live in lala land and they are the ones that are now people who tend to hate themselves and don’t care for what they got but always complain and are so left (because they haven’t got a clue what they are doing) that they are almost communists.
I remember people smoking in waiting areas inside our local hospital. That was in the 70's. And when I was a kid, if you had the right amount of quarters you could easily buy a pack of smokes from a vending machine in lots of restaurant entrances.
I remember young children as young as about 6 or 6 being abel to go and buy cigarettes for their parents with no questioning ...crazy thinking about people smoking in hospital waiting rooms now! 🙃😆
@@RetroReminiscing Its funny, if you tell any of these stories to people under the age of 30 they'll look at ya like you just grew dinosaur horns out of your head.
@@michaelfried3123 🤣🤣 Yes!!! so true ha ha
WHERE I WORKED YOU HAD TO SMOKE OUTSIDE, BUT IT WAS CLOSE TO THE ENTRANCE & HAD TO WALK THRU THE SMOKE & THIS WAS IN 2010
@@lovly2cu725 I remember when the no smoking inside law began ... makes you actually think of how much smoke people were breathing in and talking in inside pubs and other big smoking places like that ...Our clothes dont smell as bad these days after being in a pub ha ha
Seeing those Schwinn Sting Rays really brought joy to my heart.
Those bikes are part of my fondest childhood memories.
I never had a Sting Ray, but I always had a bike and usually someone to ride with. I remember slipping off at night after everybody went to bed and riding well into the night. It was so much fun. I would ride about 3 miles to the closest highway and watch the trucks go by. I was going to be a truck driver, "in my dreams anyway." This still brought back some great memories.
@@davids6533 For me it was sometimes a night walk when feeling blue. It was OK with the folks because it was usually summer and I was 12 yo. I'd been delivering morning papers for a couple years before the sun was up and in evenings during rush hour, so I "must" know how to stay out of traffic.
did you ever make choppers out of them. we'd cut of the forks of a junk bike and hammer them over the forks of a good one. one friend did a wheely and the forks fell off. boy did he get scun up. the rest of us laughed like crazy. what fun.
Yes and if you wanted one you worked for it delivered newspapers cut grass raked leafs shoveled snow and anything to make money even sold lemonade now they arrest kids for it good luck finding a kid that wants to do anything for money
I grew up in the 1980s. I remember going to the store for my Mom and buying her cigarettes when I was only 7, back in 82. I could buy a pack of True Blue, my Mom's favorite, no questions asked. I think it wasn't until the mid to late 80s when businesses started to crack down on minors buying cigarettes, at least where I lived.
I DID IN THE 60S. MY DAD HAD TO WRITE A NOTE FOR ME
@@lovly2cu725 yeah my mom always had to write a note so we could buy her cigarette. I was in 2nd grade buying her cigarette alone. Lol.
When I was a kid, the mom would give the kid a note, something like Please allow Ronnie to bring home two packs of Camels, or whatever.
I grew up in Brooklyn in the 70’s we were allowed to buy cigarettes & beer for our parents back then . In JR high school we could go to the corner store (bodega) and buy one or two loose cigarettes (called loosies ) instead of a full pack of cigarettes. Lol😂😅
In the 80's my mom tried to start smoking to deal with stress after my parents divorced. Prior to that, my family drilled into me how bad cigarettes were for you as a way to try and shame my grandmother into stopping. I gave my mom so much grief over her starting to smoke she stopped within a week or two!
I was a flat chested tomboy, rode bikes, horses, got spanked, rode in the back of the pickup, got carsick from parents lighting up and rolling the windows up on trips, waited in the car or better yet ran in to the store a got my mom Terreton 100's, ate peanut butter alot,I could go on. I survived and don't rob banks or murder people because of my childhood.🇺🇸
Things sure have changed. All of us as kids dealt with the topics you presented, and nothing bad came of it. No deaths, axe murderers, lifelong trauma, etc. I don't exactly know why, but we all survived as better people. I know 100% I did..
Sadly, not everyone came out unscathed. Yet, all-in-all, it was easier times to be had.
@@sammott8557 kids still get themselves into situations where injury can occur. No matter how much you try and prevent it, it will still happen.
Reminds me of the SNL skit back in the 70s where one toy company was selling "Bag-O-Glass".
Ridiculous...
Many many people died, that's why they changed the laws.
Ignorance is bliss I guess.
I'm 79 and regularly wonder what changed from back then till now making everyone scared of their shadows often for good reason. The best generalization I can come up with is the breakdown of family solidarity and too much reliance on technology.
Yep they've changed and not for the better. We now have a bunch of sissies.
I grew up in those wonderful days and I loved it. When they talk about safety I don’t feel safe!
I still don't wear a bike helmet, they don't go with the humidity and heat here. I don't follow a lot of these newer rules. I think we have become too cautious over the last few years. It is silly to try to remove all risks in life. Life is about managing risk in life but using it your head and best judgement.
Amen!
@@1223jamez Thank, you
Though I would use any safety there is concerning my brain as I have met people with traumatic brain injuries, the last thing I would want to go through.
@@teijaflink2226 True, but heat stroke is more likely where I live and just as deadly, it is also much more likely than a fall on the dirt ( sugar sand) road I live on
I often wonder how many bike accidents can directly or indirectly be blamed on Evel Knievel? We sure did some silly stuff trying to do stunts like that, lol.
Clackers, two glass balls on a string and you bounced them together. I remember having one before they were outlawed.
I'm surprised any of us old people managed to grow up having to endure all these hazards. LMAO At least life was fun back then.
Very well said. It was the best time to grow up.
Life was fun, children weren't suffocated by hovering parents and learned to to socialize with friends on their own when they were out playing. My heart sank when my best friend used the term "playdate" to describe where she was driving her son one day. What a lousy shame!
Kids don't know what they are missing and most may feel they have fun in their own way...at least in between their therapist appointments! 😂
@@betsyj59 I know what you mean; We just went to our friends' houses after school and played. My mom never made "playdates" for me...
We grew up in the golden years, kids today don't know any better, but i feel sorry for them.
I was born in 62 so I remember all of this. What great times growing up in the 60's and 70's. Todays kids have no clue on how easy they have it. No risk, no sense of exploration, just that safety bubble.
We certainly didn't have "play dates" back then! We were expected to create our own fun and find our own friends.
And no curiosity about the world around them, today. Except for the "virtual reality" created in cyber space on addictive devices that hold kids' attention so hostage that they aren't even aware of that car coming when they cross the street looking down at their cell phones, totally oblivious to their surroundings. This is NOT a healthy thing, and we as a society are going to suffer for decades to come as a result.
B 1962 here also, I wouldn't trade the era I grew up in for nothing!, Best of times!!
Yeah and most are whiny little bitches.
"The proverb says that Providence protects children and idiots. This is really true. I know because I have tested it."
- Mark Twain
And lived to tell the tale.
In the early sixties I spent summers on my aunt and uncles ranch. After chores it was riding bareback on the horse, jumping off stacked hay bales, swimming in the pond. Also summers at our cabin my brother and me were gone all day exploring. Unless today's kids are growing up on a ranch or farm they get little experience in discovering their confidence.
Similar for me, my grandma had a sheep ranch of 20.000 hectars, and my sister and I were allowed to ride wherever we wanted at age 7 or 8. Completely alone. I remember getting into some risky situations, and thank God, nothing happened. It was the greatest time of my life and I have nothing but fond memories of it. And yet, I wouldn't allow my kids to do anything nearly as dangerous. If I had actually fallen from the horse and, say, broken a leg, good luck with anyone finding me in time on such huge premises. We also heard stories of other kids of previous generations that had gone lost on their "explorations" and have never been found again. So, no, it still was irresponsible and we were just lucky. Wouldn't take that risk again.
Todays kids don't need all that shit. Smartphone is all they need.
I’m so glad I grew up when I did. Riding in the back of the pick up truck, Christmas presents unwrapped in a thick haze of cigarette and cigar smoke, finishing off the end of multiple cans of beer left out, leaving in the morning and coming home when the lights came on, getting the belt to the bum when I messed up, laying on the ledge of the back window on long trips or sitting in between my mum & dad in the front seat…The list is endless of fun times. We played red rover and dodge ball with our kids at home, they loved it! I also had crib bumper pads for both and oh my goodness, they are still alive and well (23 & 25 yrs old). They also slept on their belly! GASP! 😂
Hell.. I'm glad I grew up in those days..✌️
Me Too ~ Before LGBT was acceptable..
@@bextar6365 Fortunately hate fueled dinosaurs like you are becoming extinct, so crawl back under your rock with the rest of the worthless pos's and cry for a time that never was. The world doesn't need your bigotry.
@@bextar6365 Gay should only mean happy, bright, and cheerful.
@@bextar6365 Ain't that the truth?
@@reneastle8447 1OO %
I remember all of these! Another issue with the old cribs was that the slats on the sides were too far apart, and babies could stick their heads in them and become injured or die.
Actually, the biggest danger wasn't that the head would get stuck, but that the rest of the baby could slide between the slats, entrapping the head and strangling the baby.
Crib bumper pads tended to prevent that -- but now they've outlawed crib bumper pads also!
I had one of those white metal cribs when I was born (1947) and I’m still alive. Our son’s crib has the sides that could be lowered - he’s 43 and very healthy. We still have that crib and can’t even give it away!! I’m nit saying there weren’t dangers years ago. Just wondering how healthy many of today’s kids really are. As for allergies - when my sin was in preschool, there was a cute little boy who had so many allergies that he could only eat very specific foods from home. He knew exactly what he could and could not eat % so much so that when he went our son’s 5th birthday at Chuck E. Cheese - he brought his own cake and ice cream. Yet kids and even teenagers have been so coddled by helicopter parents that they can’t figure out this by themselves. And yes, epipens are fabulous - unfortunately some schools make the kids keep their epipens with the school nurse instead of having them available immediately when needed.
Now a days NO ONE apparently is responsible for their OWN SAFETY!!!! And MOST PEOPLE FEAR ANY RISK WHATSOEVER!!!!!
I miss the days of turning into a stranger's driveway without worrying of being shot.
You’re absolutely right. People have become insanely protective about their driveways. There have been a few crazy responses in our area. I thought it was just Arizona.
What most often was removed was the fun. I rode my bike everywhere, and dumped it several times, but I never wore a helmet and I miraculously survived (/s). Jarts was a fun game that I played a lot with not a single incident of anyone getting stabbed by a lawn dart. Kids today talk back and swear a lot, most of them could use a good swat every now and then. I'd never heard of peanut allergies until a few years ago, it sounds like a bunch of snowflakes. And dodgeball is too rough? The playground balls we used were soft. Sure, when you got hit it'd sting a little. So what? That was part of the fun. It's no wonder that today's kids get most of their "recreation" from sitting in front of a screen playing video games. They aren't allowed to have real fun anymore.
All it takes is one kid with a peanut allergy and a demanding parent to get peanut butter banned. Then people stop buying peanut butter so their kids aren't exposed to it when young. This leads to an explosion of peanut allergies and they cycle repeats. The law of unintended consequences - what could go wrong?
LOL.......have to agree with you, I think the term "Helicopter Mom" changed a lot of things that we could do when kids, and generation X had the hovering mom's. I don't remember anyone in school that had peanut allergies 🤔
Many lunch bags of PB&J and egg salad sandwiches........🤭
Rode my bike everywhere. Played Jarts, and horseshoes, skelzie in the middle of the street in the summer. I might have starved, if not for peanut butter. Taught my kids, and their friends to play red rover. They already knew how to play dodgeball. And sometimes my wife and I let them have fun on their own. Kids will do that if you let them be.
I spent most of my free time as a kid playing on my own and riding my bicycle everywhere. We lived right next to a park in our town. I used to play baseball, go swimming and occasionally get the crap beat out of me arguing over a play during a baseball game. It was great fun and it was funny when I came back home and I was so dirty my Mom would make me strip down naked in the side yard and then go through the side door and go into the basement and take a shower before I was left into the house. GREAT memories from the 1950’s.
@@rogerwilcojr Studies have shown that exposing kids to peanuts when they're six *months* old reduces the number of kids who later develop severe peanut allergies. By the time kids start public school it's way too late to do anything.
That being said, the evidence doesn't clearly show that peanut bans in schools actually do anything to reduce the number of allergic reactions. One small study showed they helped, but a larger study found no difference.
When I was a kid (1960's) NOBODY had "peanut allergies". Seriously, WTF!!
GMO peanuts caused it
Very few did. I don’t recall anyone in my schools or any of my friends having allergies to foods.
Vaccines
They took care of themselves the majority didn’t have to change for the minority. We don’t stand a chance
I agree! I remember getting PBJ sannies on the regular school lunch menu back in the early 60’s. No Epipens required.
I've worked at the Post Office for 30 years. When I first started, you could still smoke inside the sorting facility. They would even issue you an ashtray with the words "Property U.S. Government" stamped on it. It had a clip to connect it to the side of your work station so you could smoke secure in the knowledge that your ashes wouldn't burn the mail.
The mail wouldn't be burned, but people would get cancer from second hand smoke xD
I'm so thankful my parents smoke outside, so we wouldn't get second hand smoke, and this was the 1990s! ^.^
Born in 1961,have so many wonderful memories as a child. No seat belts ,standing up in the back seat so i could see outside. Home when the streetlights came on. Covered with mosquito bites. Christmas caroling in the snow, sometimes being invited in for hot chocolate. So many other innocent memories. What a wonderful childhood i cherish!
Same year here. We had a station wagon with the rear-facing rumble seat sans seat belts. Unsupervised exploration of the neighbourhood, etc.
Same here in Austria...in Summer I left in the morning, came only home for dinner and were then gone, playing with other children, sometimes climbing over the stone wall of the garden into the park, exploring dangerous old houses. Came home, when it got dark. Yes, sometimes a child had a broken arm but we had so much fun...and the summers were so long.
Today the streets are full with cars and too many people from everywhere.... it s too dangerous for kids alone now.
What about chasing the mosquito fogger truck?... Or looking up at the Moon in astonishment that there were people up there at that moment.
In the summer, swimming, fishing, hiking, running through the neighborhood with other kids. Winter, ice skating at the local park, snowball fights, building 8 foot tall snowmen that didn't fully melt until July. All the while riding in beds of trucks, bicycling with no helmet, in cars without seat belts. We used to have block parties on our street, now I don't know even half the people on my block, more like a fourth.
I was telling my daughter about when I was growing up in the 70's and 80's. How my dad would put myself, my 4 siblings and my 2 cousins in the back of his open truck bed and tell us to hold on. It was so much fun back then but I guess it's safer now but we are all fine and in our 50's now.
My brother and I rode back in my dad’s open pick up truck back in the 70s
My younger brother and I used to ride in the back of my uncle's Ford pick-up when he went to the central market in downtown Los Angeles to buy produce for his stand on Route 66. I remember the freeways at night, and how Johnny and I threw things at other cars, avocados mainly. I was the naughty one, he just blithely followed!
Here in wacky AZ dogs can't be in the bed of a truck but, kids no problem because of the 'undocumented workers'.
During the winter, we'd often have a parent tie innertubes to the back of their car and drag a bunch of us around back country roads. We'd get going pretty fast and then go flying when we hit a bump. Fun times. Now they'd be arrested. And one of our parents was a cop who did this.
I'm a Millennial (born in 87) and I'll admit we may have our differences. But holy crap this sounds awesome! You know I live in Ohio and actually have an old tire.... "Hey y'all watch this!"
If dodge ball and red rover are dangerous games why do we still have football and hockey?
because we can make money off of football,hockey,and socer
Most people don't play those sports or any sport at all.
Never heard of red rover being dangerous 🙄😂😂😂
And boxing. I never could understand, in over six decades of life, what is the draw of watching two thugs beat each other senseless in a ring?
Lead soldiers, sitting on Dad's lap while he drove, boating without a lifejacket, jumping off the garage roof into a pile of leaves. On that last one, my high school (well before I was high-school-aged) had an annual spring fair. One of the attractions was a wooden tower, about eight feet high, and a pile of hay. Kids paid a dime to climb the tower and jump into the hay.
I used to always beg (usually successful) to stay in the car and listen to the radio, while everybody else went shopping or whatever. It was one of the things I attribute to maintaining my sanity as it was the only time I could be alone and enjoy my music. Also, I rode prob 10,000,000 miles in a rear facing station wagon rear seat. Sometimes we wore our seatbelts, mostly, we did not. Hopefully the statute of limitations is up so my parents don;t get slapped with child endangerment charges. (I was born in the early 70's)
I would add walking to school to this list. I remember walking the ~½ mile to elementary school in the '50s along with hundreds of other kids and no adults to be seen; Now it seems most if not all children are driven or walked to school by parents.
And I walked to school in the 1990s. But you have to think why the change. Because parents think their children are gonna get kidnapped, when kidnappings and sexual abuse usually happens with not a stranger but some close to the family or family itself. But in other countries like Japan, kids walk to school just fine. It's just overprotective parents. Mind you even in the 1990s parents drove children to school. I think it was less in the 1950s because there wasn't that fear, even though crime didn't change. Plus, I bet cars were more expensive in the 1950s too. Different culture, different generation. We should be happy that kids have it easier than us in the past, I think some people are jealous that kids have it easier now than they did.
Nowadays parents shouldn't worry so much about their kids going to school but what happens to them after they get there. These perverted administrators and teachers might want to change their sex and gender.
@jayha7071 Very wrong and misinformed. Being trans is not a choice and no one is forcing anyone to change gender. It is the child's decision on them wanting to be themselves. There is tons of scientific evidence to support this. Teachers are just respecting the children and letting them be happy. Let kids be kids.
@sexylolimoon well it seems that you're the one that's misinformed! Teachers try and steer and mold the minds of young children and even tell them not to tell their parents things that are discussed between the teachers and their students. There was a teacher that said parents shouldn't have a say in what's taught to their children, that it was a teachers job to do that. You better start paying more attention to what's actually happening instead of listening to "scientific" studies
@markwilliams4525 They shouldn't tell parents a child is trans because the parents might hurt them or not let them be themselves. That's protecting the child. Plus, parents don't know everything and should not be abusive by not letting a child be LGBT. LGBT stuff should be taught in schools and parents that are against that are ignorant. So, nah, you're wrong. No one is forcing anyone to be trans, trans children are protected under teachers who don't want them to get abused. When a child is ready they can talk to the parents themselves. So, yeah. Being trans is not a choice and it can start as early as a child. There is nothing wrong with any of this. If society was better and treated trans folk like humans maybe then teachers can tell the parents. But even then that's personal information of the child that should be protected. There us such a thing as bad and oppressive parents who mistreat their child because of some conspiracy that being trans or gay is not normal when that isn't true.
The Mad Hatter in Alice in Wonderland was a reference to mercury. Hat makers used it in their work and it often caused them to have mental problems.
Thank you - interesting. I love little historical (and little
Known) facts
It's Lutton Town England....Lutton Hatters
Though Alice in Wonderland was mainly making fun of the new age math at the time. Lewis Carrol hated imaginary numbers and used his work to make of fun of it in various ways. I'm not sure if this is true that he used that as a reference or a lucky coincidence. - Coming from a huge Alice in Wonderland fan ^^
Born in 1949. I’ve watched them pass a law against everything.
I was spanked just a couple of times that I recall. Instead, we were sent to our rooms and in the 60's and 70's, we didn't have tvs in our rooms. My Grandmother had the most effective punishment. She sat me on a chair in the middle of the room where had to watch my sister and the other kids playing outside. And no amount of tears made her let me get up before I was allowed.
My Grandma was the sweetest thing eveer, i can't ever recall being punished by her. i think the harshest thing she would ever say to me was, " i don't think we should do that, do you?" My Grandfather, grounded me from riding my bike for a week once bc i rode it on a busy highway and he had told me not to and he caught me. but any other time if i was being naughty all he would do was raise an eyebrow and i would stop. just the idea that i was disappointing them hurt me.even into adulthood. Now my mother was a different story she was an abusive alcoholic and the rules changed from day to day i was beaten for the smallest infractions from putting too much sugar in her coffee to not putting enough sugar in her coffee even though it was the same amount. i was beaten for getting straight "A's" on my report cards bc they weren't "A+s" and anything less than an A+ was failure and failure was not allowed. But when it came to my kids, i firmly believe in a good spanking when it's called for. i just couldn't do it. kids will push a parent's buttons like no other. and i was always afraid i might go too far if i started. i did spank each of them 1 time and that was the 1st and only time they lied to me. it wasn't even that it hurt them, but the shock that i did it. when they were little it was time outs with their little noses touching the wall. as they got older it was not being able to go do something or having to do an extra chore that they particularly hated. But, as with life as you get older punishments doesn't always come right away. so the wait was sometimes worse than the punishment.
I had to stand in the corner facing the wall a lot. A lot.
If my sister and I were fighting, my mom put us back to back, and we weren't allowed to move. Oh, and our toys were in front of us, mine in front of my sis and hers in front of me.
Smart woman
@@nicofolkersma2535 i had 3 daughters in less than 4 1/2 years. And i tried that method when they were younger. It failed miserably, like many other things. My mother was abusive so i wanted to make sure i broke that cycle. my grandmother also had 3 daughters and was a teacher of special ed for over 40 years. so blessed me with so many ideas to try to get them from squabbling or down right fighting. some would work but only for a time or two others just failed miserably.
My grandmother explained to me that no matter what you do, that it was important to explain why they were being punished BEFORE and AFTER , to remind them that you love them, not to make empty threats, you must always follow through. Time outs worked for my oldest & youngest. depending on their "crime" and their age it would determine how much time they got to either sit in the corner looking at the wall, or stand in the corner with their nose touching the wall. my middle one kicked a hole in the wall thinking that would stop me from putting them in the corner.Thankfully i'm more stubborn than she is and more creative. i fixed the wall and put a board in front of it.
when they wouldn't share their toys. time out just didn't seem appropriate. so i warned them. they could share their toys with each other and play nicely or i would make them give them to a child in need permenently. Of course they didn't believe i would do it, until the first time, and i warned them, they continued, so i took the toy and marched their little butts out to the car and we drove a 1/2 hour to the woman's shelter in the next town over and i made them give it to them to give it to one of the children there. OMG, the wailing to and from there was horrible, but from then on, all it took was a warning.
of course, as they started getting older time-outs become less effective so you have to let them start making their own decisons. By 8-10 they have a firm grasp on what is right & wrong or they should have. so, give them a choice, do the right thing and not have anything happen or do what they want and have a punishment. This lets a child feel like they have some control in their own life, makes them think about whether being bad is worth the consequences are going to be worth it, and makes them start to take on responsibility for their actions. this also set them up for the next two stages And as i sit here looking back at it this was my favorite part. when they disobeyed i would make them do a chore that either i hated or they hated that would take a signican amount of time OR i would delay the punishment for days up to weeks. This was particularly a good one for when they would break curfew and think i didn't know it, or did something they thought i didn't know about. And when they would ask can I do XYZ or go do XYZ, i would say no, remember when you did this? this is your punishment? you can't do XYZ or go XYZ. This again teaches them that they have to take responsibility for their actions, which is really important in our world right now. And it taught them the lessons that punishments don't always come right away in the real world, you can't hide anything, somebody will always find out. so take responsibilty for your mistakes right away. That was my methods for basic disobedience.
the fighting was another thing. like i said time out worked for awhile but eventually it is ineffective. at my house my husband and i just got tired of the daily fighting. And told them straight up to stop coming to us to referee. That unless there was blood or bones broken we didn't want to hear about it, and they needed to settle things between themselves. To this day they are stiil each others best friend or worst enemy depending on which day you ask them They are (36-39). But no matter what day you ask them there is nobody they love more.
I also want you to realize that i am NOT agaist corporal punishment. i do believe a good swat on the bum can do some good. My husband did the rare spanking if there was ever the need. the two can go hand in hand quite effectively. a good spanking is NOT abuse. and if not done a lot it has more of an effect.
It doesn't rally matter what kind of discipline that you use. as long as it's not abusive. when i was raising kids spanking was a 50/50 thing, by the time my daughter graduated college and became a social worker it was considered abuse. now days even raising your voice to a child is considered abuse. We have all these people with all the letters behind there names telling us how to raise our children. Meanwhile very few of them have children of their own or if they do they are so messed up it isn't even funny. Child rearing isn't a science that can be figured out by some mathmatical equation. each child has different reactions to some kiind of punishment. you have to do what works best for YOU and YOUR child as long as it's done with love. yes, punishing your child is part of loving them. And what works for others won't necessarily work for you. so take advice for what it is. a starting point of something to try to see if it will work for you.
This brings me right back to the ‘60’s. And these things were normal everyday things. We had 2 sets of Jarts and always had a blast and no one got hurt. Thanks for the memories.
I own a few sets of the jarts and during the summer time my family and I play night time jarts with glow sticks taped to them and of course we play where no kids are around and no kids are allowed to play
I wish somebody born between 1910 and 1920 could be here to tell us what they thought of kids born between 1950 and 1970.
Tbh, my Dad was born in the 1920’s, and he taught us not to be wimps or whiny weenies. Many other kids born during the latter 1960s-1970s, had parents who either didn’t live through the Depression or never served in WW2, so had a different outlook on life, and were more permissive with their children.
I think they thought them wasteful. The depression and WWII taught people to "use it up and wear it out". They also thought them spoiled. Of course, they often did the spoiling and I think got a kind of pleasure from seeing them not have to suffer what they did.
@@ohcanada8084 If you were born in in 1950 your parent would 99% have lived through the depression
My grandmother is 94 and all she talks about was how it use to be it is so neat to hear the things they did.
I would like to know that too! 🤔
When I grew up half of these banned things would have been called Natural Selection. I used to get turfed out of the house at 8am, Id play in the forest with my friends all day, we'd eat lunch for pennies at the dog walker café in the forest and finally get home for dinner at about 5-6pm. Every day. For the whole six weeks of school holidays in the summer.
I am truly thankful I grew up in this time. I think those of us who were there share something that can not be explained to those who weren't. It's a very special club. I want to go back then to raise my grandson. I want what we had forever.
I can't begin to remember all the "hazards" from my childhood; coming up on 77. There were the 2 dobermans, the woods with the old mine shafts, sleeping on the roof when it was hot, building the ski run in the back yard, and so many more.
i had a friend that would knock out the doberman down the street with one punch. never tought it to me
With all these hazards when I was growing up, how did I manage to survive to old age? Sometimes I wonder if we make childhood too risk-free so that we don't perceive dangers later on in life.
No need to wonder. Multiple scientific studies have shown that all of this coddling has prevented kids from learning about risks and consequences. Its not you imagination -kids today really are doing more dumb things than previous generations.
They weren't hazards then, they just decided they are now. Every move is controlled. We have a bunch of over weight, unhealthy, vaccinated up the rear, video gaming zombies, that get trophies for "showing up" that you can't say boo to without getting in trouble for abuse, and the world, stores, customer service, and any interaction with these new world order, woke individuals shows why we are where we're at.
Darwin would agree.
Yes I think the pendulum swung to far to the other extreme, & we’re seeing the consequences of that now.
I've thought that too. With all the stupid things I did when I was a kid, I'm surprised I haven't accidentally killed myself by now.
Some of these changes have saved lives. I was injured playing dodgeball but it was from another student hitting me in the head, not the ball. I see it as rather sad that kids have to be supervised everywhere. As kids in the 50s we would headout and find our friends to play all day running around the whole neighborhood. We also knew that every other Mom was also watching over all the kids, so word would get back to our own Mom if we did anything wrong.
One toy that changed for safety reasons was Mr Potato Head. Originally you got various plastic body parts and accessories with a sharp spike that you could poke into potatoes. With raw potatoes being hard, you really had to push the very sharp piece into it. You could use other veggies or fruit to make your veggie heads. Now you get a plastic Potato Head with easily attached body parts and accessories. Telling kids today about the original and they often don't believe you.😕🥔💜
I don't know how I made it to retirement age after watching this! Standing in the car while mom drove and waving at others was so much fun. Lawn darts were fun until I threw one and it landed in our dogs leg. Riding horses without helmets, bicycles without helmets, it a wonder that we survived.
I was unsecured in the car while my dad smoked and drove like a madman. We survived because we didn't crash. Laws and car seats came about because others did crash, but those children never grew up to tell their story. My cousin fell on his bike as a kid and would not have survived had he not wore a helmet.
My kids have freedom to play, explore, climb, build. They get scrapes and bruises, one needed her forehead glued after a fall and the other broke his arm falling off his bike when he was just 2, we don't limit them to prevent minor injury, but I'm very strict about helmets and car seats.
@@adeclutteredlife6555 Don't forget that decent children's bike helmets did not exist until the 1980s.
I was just talking with my brother the other day about how everyone smoked in their workplace, home, restaurant, etc. Everyone had an ash tray even if they didnt smoke and no one complained about "second hand smoke". If you didnt like it, you just left the room.
I somewhat disagree with that. Everyone has a right to a clean environment in social settings, especially where they might not be able to "just leave the room". It's a matter of thoughtfulness and consideration for others. Those who wanted to smoke could go outside or into a separate room. That arrangement accommodated everyone, smokers and nonsmokers alike. Some smokers could be very arrogant, to the point of deliberately blowing smoke into someone's face if they complained. Good manners and smoking didn't always go together. But banning it completely isn't right, either. Consenting adults who are educated and aware of the possible consequences to their own health and that of those around them should still have the option of RESPONSIBLY smoking. I think what got it banned was smokers who behaved IRRESPONSIBLY with their habit, and didn't care about the rights of others.
I miss those days.
HARD TO LEAVE THE ROOM WHEN YOUR DESK WAS DIRECTLY ACROSS
Lots of people complained. I come from a whole family of smokers, it was horrible. Of all the things for you hillbillies to cry about smoking should not be one of them.
I was amazed at how much healthier I suddenly was in my 30s than in my 20s. Finally figured it out: Laws helped protect me from so much second-hand smoke.
My childhood was most of these things, knocks, bruises, breaks and burns and I played with Mercury like a toy, after opening up a pile of old Mercury switches. I would do it all again if I had the chance and much better fun than wrapped up in today's cotton wool.
Straight jackets are what I call it.
Same here.
I don't know... we don't seem to care that active shootings happen constantly so would say kids today are not as protected as we want to believe. It just makes us feel good saying they are softer than us because they don't ride in the back of a truck or play with lawn darts or get to mess around with mercury.
Watching this makes me nostalgic for the things I experienced in my childhood in the 70s. I don't think the continual drift toward a completely "safe" life has helped. Violence is up, discipline is down, general health is worse, obesity has skyrocketed, mental health has plummeted, and depression has gotten out of control. I think you missed changes to playgrounds, not that most kids use them anymore it seems. Merry-go-rounds seem to have disappeared. At least I haven't any in years, and they've been removed from the playgrounds I used to see them. Gravel and concrete have disappeared from playgrounds, replaced with safer rubberized materials. Slides are no longer stainless steel. I got spanked at home and paddled in school (except for one school in Scotland, where the punishment was a leather strapping on the hand). We're hardwired to attempt to avoid pain, so physical punishment can be effective. My grandkids have their phones and iPads taken away for a period of time, and it only seems to make them more resentful. They know they'll get them back. Ask any of the people engaged in "teen takeovers" in Chicago if timeouts work for them.
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That's psychiatrist and the government at work for you
After “they” change their recommendations 3 or 4 times, going back and forward on how a baby should sleep, I have TOTALLY LOST ANY CONFIDENCE in the “medical” community.
I put both my daughter and my grandson to sleep on their stomachs as babies. Since babies sleep on their backs now they need tummy time .alot of babies need to wear helmets now because they a flat heads from sleeping on their backs.
There are so many more "shoulds" for babies now it's hard to keep track of everything
I've lost confidence in and respect for the medical establishment, also -- mainly because I've found it to be increasingly disrespectful toward ME. Especially if you're a female patient, trying to get doctors to listen to you and take your concerns seriously is like trying to pull teeth!
When an echocardiogram showed that I have a heart murmur (valve leakage) years ago, I was told then to just keep an eye on it and have it monitored from time to time. Ever since, I have had ZERO success in getting any doctor, anywhere, to do the occasional echocardiogram for the purpose checking this condition to see that it hasn't gotten worse over time. They simply blow off any request I make to have another one done. I am a woman, so they feel free to just dismiss my legitimate concerns simply because of my gender. No, I don't respect the medical establishment, anymore, because IT doesn't respect ME.
@@jrnfw4060 Stop playing the victim. If you think men get the red carpet you must have had your brain absolutely rotten by propaganda.
My brother, sister and I got spanked back in the 60s (when we were young enough for that). We were hardly scarred by it. One night my brother and I even pulled a fast one on our dad. He had been yelling up the stairs for us to be quiet and go to sleep for a very long time when we finally heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. I was 8 and my brother was 6. I suddenly came up with a plan and we quickly shoved an English textbook and a G.I. Joe doll down the back my brother's PJ bottoms. I was praying that my dad would grab my brother first. He did. I remember my brother getting one whack and then seeing my dad holding his hand out in mid-air, illuminated by the hallway light. My dad straightened up and I saw the faint smile on my his face as he controlled himself from laughing and walked out of the room.
My brothers and I got the belt from my father. I remember once he came after me, pulling his belt off, but it got stuck. I laid on my back in the fetal position and watched him get madder with each attempt to free the belt. I don't remember anything else about this event and look back at it as funny. Mom broke many cooking utensils on the counter
That reminds me of a story my grandmother told. She and her sister were out playing in their snowsuits. When they returned, their father was very angry for them for some reason (I think for staying out past dark) so he tried to paddle them with a yardstick. It didn't hurt them at all because of the snowsuits. Finally the yardstick broke and their dad stood staring at it in bewilderment. One sister whispered to the other to ask what happened, and the other whispered "I think the yardstick broke." They burst out laughing, and their father thought they were crying so he left the room. XD
The one and only time my mom managed to spank me with a wooden spoon it broke in half since she missed and hit my hip instead(I was trying to run off), she made *ME* pay for a new one XD. Same thing happened with my younger brother a few years later, except this time it was some kind of silicone coated ladle, she hit the metal banister to the stairs and bent the shit out of it. I almost pissed myself from laughing. She has terrible aim.
Brilliant! 😂
My parents beat the crap out of me and if I dared to raise my hands to ward off the blows, that only made it worse. "How DARE you raise your hands to ME!" is what my mother would scream. None of it worked. I became an alcoholic and a college dropout. I still resent my parents' crap. I never spanked my two children and each grew up to finish college with honors. Neither one uses alcohol, nor have they ever been arrested (another experience I know something about.) Corporal punishment is nonsense.
In regards to a lot of things being banned, at a very young age we were told by our parents the right way to do or play with things. Growing up we lived in a rural community and never heard of a lawyer unless someone was getting a divorce. Then in the early to mid '70's people found out they could sue companies for bad behavior and recieive money. Hot coffee from McDonalds ring a bell anybody? Unfortunatly there now has to be disclaimers on EVERYthing!
Only reason we know about the hot coffee case is because it was a smear campaign by McDonalds. She only wanted them to lower the temperature and cover her medical bill after she received third degree burns and needed skin grafts. Many people had complained before about the coffee being literally boiling hot, but the refused to lower the temperature. She never fully recovered. She did not get the 2 million dollars that we hear about, she barely received anything, but McDonalds had to cover the cost associated with the lawsuit.
Hence why society is getting dumber. Too many warning labels and not enough natural selection.
I get your argument, and agree with you on a large part, but the “coffee from McDonald’s” law suit was justified. The coffee was just about boiling and it spilled because the employee did not fix the lid properly. The woman experienced 3rd degree burns all over her lower abdomen and sensitive areas. It required an 8 day hospital stay and two years of medical care. There are many other erroneous law suits to reference and I think its sad how well that corporations smear campaign against her has worked.
@@seamlyshenanigans861 I guess I referenced wrongly, what I was infering is that people don't check things things out from vendors. Accidents do happen, I feel bad for the woman that it happened to, just saying that everybody seems to have a "sue happy" mindset these days
The Hot Coffee lawsuit was not frivolous, McDonald's coffee was extremely hot and it gave the older lady third degree burns. There's so much misinformation about that because of the media. The lady just wanted her medical expenses paid and McDonald's to lower down the coffee temperature. No one should get third degree burns from spilling their coffee on accident.
Glad I was born GEN X . Played outside all day , rode in back of pickup truck. No seat belts , no baby sitters , no bike helmets 😂😂😂😂😂
Thank goodness they banned smoking years ago. It has a disgusting smell and causes me headaches. I remember coming home from bars and clubs stinking and waking up feeling like shit. I cannot believe people still smoke, and worse around their pets and kids.
They also don't realize how bad they smell. It's in their clothes and hair...🤢
Who remembers a toy called "clackers" in the 60's and 70's? The consisted of two balls (about the size of billiard ball) on a string. They were held in the middle of the string... moving the hand up and down, the balls would begin "clacking" against each other. Originally the balls were made of tempered glass, then of acrylic. The very real danger was that the balls would clack against each other so violently that glass balls would shatter in the face of the person playing with them. They are now understandably banned in the USA. (Yes, you can read about them on Wikipedia). 😱
Those #%$&@%# clackers…some smart#%^& through a set of bright red ones up to the top of our front yard tree… there they dangled 🤩like testicles until we paid $25.00 for a man to climb up this 30- foot tree to remove them!😂😂😂
Was scrolling looking for someone mentioning clackers! They also tried a redesign by putting the strings all the way thru the balls and tying a knot at the ends, they sucked! Boy did that hurt like Hell when you messed up and the balls wacked your wrist!
We called them click clacks and yes I had them. I never had an issue with them. Some kids broke theirs.
@@darkrider68 and quite a few black and blue marks on forearms
Yeah, but those of us who survived childhood were stronger than kids nowadays!😂
You ain’t kidding!
As the proverb says, what don't kill you makes you stronger (or helps you to live longer).
@@OleGeezerCirca1941 Except bears.... bears will f***ing kill you.
Now you have people texting & driving. But by golly wear your seatbealt.
all the stupid people lived. Just sayin.
I had a love/hate relationship with dodgeball. On one hand, I was usually one of, if not the, last person standing on my team. On the other, I couldn't catch or tag anyone else with the ball and was really only good at the dodging part. This tended to end up with me vs. 3-5 other guys who all coordinated and ended up plastering me to the back wall LOL.
I got a paddling by my principal when I was 7 and then he picked me up hitchhiking 10 years later 😅
What happens next?
Did he want you to return the favor?🙃
How ironic that smoking tobacco has largely died, but smoking marijuana and vaping seem to be everywhere now.
As someone who has lung pain the rest of the day after exposure, let me assure you that cigarettes are still everywhere!
@@sarahfern7128 I'm sorry to hear that. Are you in the US or another country?
@@Jack-xo2zp In the US. I once had the chance for a free trip to India, but had to decline because I'd be staying with a smoker. My friend said her sister did not smoke in the house, so no problem there, but it was winter in Calcutta. My friend said not to come because the poor burned everything to stay warm so the air was very polluted.
And things that were banned, are now acceptable, even lauded.
Yes, we've come a long way. Live and let live.
@@DavidLS1 except from some mental illnesess gone from anomaly to the norm
@@DavidLS1 exactly
@@DavidLS1 Or maybe we've regressed a long way...?
@@rogerlee3941 exactly
My mid-eighties daughter had a “best of both worlds” life. She also developed arthritis at age 4 & an eye disease that made her slowly go blind. It was extra hard to not jump in and do things for her, but that’s what I did. She became a smart, kind, well mannered, independent person. She wasn’t spanked, but rather taught how to deal with tough emotions. I never had to ground her, but she did put herself in time-out once lol. 💕🐝💕🇺🇸
How did ANY of us make it to adulthood? All of this was around during my growing up years. RARELY did ANY of us get hurt. Yea, we did some stupid stuff, but boy we had a ball.
@Hitogokochi Well, according to your statistics, many of my friends and acquaintances should be deceased but they are alive and well. It wasn't an illusion of happiness, it WAS happiness. JMO.
Corporal Punishment is one I remember. I was the only one of my siblings to experience getting a whooping with a paddle by the principal in elementary school. I got it because i missed the bus one morning and walked to school. It was less than a quarter mile down the road and the bigger kids walked to school all the time, so I just followed their path. Got to school late and was immediately caught by the lady at the desk in the main office - it was in plain sight of the front entrance. By the time I left 5th grade, it was phased out completely. The metal slap bracelets was something many kids in my elementary school had but were later banned due to the possible injury of those metal edges cutting into you wrist.
Being allowed to roam the neighborhood, either by yourself or with other kids in the neighborhood, all day until you were called for dinner or the sun was getting too low. My limit was when the sun was setting below the top of the tree line. As long as nobody got injured doing something (usually on a dare) or got into trouble where a cop or adult had to yell at you, we were free to do whatever.
Is drinking from the hose in the yard still a thing?
Also, Red Rover is considered too rough? When did that happen?
What about "Cat & Mouse" - where there were 2 metal bars parallel to each other about 2-3 ft tall. One kid at either end and each had to go under one bar, down to the end, over the next bar and continued until the required number of laps were done or you were caught by the cat - the chaser. Did that without helmets too!
Every few yrs, When, I went to school in 3 different districts, I went to in my school career, every so, often, the principal wanted to accuse the whole class of cheating and, then, the teacher would make us write sentences while, the principal was paddling everyone’s _ss ! Well, the first time this happened in elementary school and, I had to end up going to the nurse’s station because, my nose started bleeding! Then, the next time in middle school, my principal had done been my teacher and, whether you done it or not, I had to admit it to get out of trouble, one by one! The 3rd time, I was in High School and, it was the guidance counselor, which in this particular high school you just were targeted based on me once going to school who was there biggest rival! It was only me and, another fellow student from this class by, this time, I was near the end of my school career but, I had enough and, I told the boy, I said, this 🤬🤬🤬 has messed with the wrong girl, I said by now, I am getting tired of this same old 💩💩💩💩 being randomly accused of something, I never done! I told him my plan was to cuss him the 🤬🤬🤬🤬 out because, I was simply tired of it! So, he came in his office and, he started his rant, ladies first! Well, I didn’t think he was expecting me to say some of the things he did and, he didn’t say 2 words to me after that!
There are circumstances in which paddling was and is unjust. I would think that arriving at school late would have been much better than missing it, altogether. And you were late because you walked. Big Deal! I don't think that justified a paddling, but some people in authority in those days were a bit overzealous with their power. So, you missed the bus.What kid hasn't? You still showed up.
Ahh, I can still hear that 'ping' from a well aimed red dodge-ball to the dome!