to all the kids who survived the 1930s, 40s, 50s, 60s or 70s!
(This isn’t a tiggerprr original, I borrowed it from a friend on Facebook who lifted it from somewhere else…etc… but it made me smile, and it’s oh so true.:))
FOR THOSE born 1920-1979 (and those who were not, you could learn something from this!)
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants &children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren’t overweight because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day, and we were O.K.!
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes after running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD’s, no surround-sound or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computer’s, no Internet or chat rooms….
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
If YOU are one of them Congratulations!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?

March 6th, 2009 at 12:10 pm
Girlfriend, WHEN are you going to post some original material?!?!? I’m sure I’m not the only one missing you…
March 8th, 2009 at 12:27 pm
Well… I keep composing stuff in my head. But never post it.
And American Idol has been somewhat abysmal this year… I really hate the new “format”. Perhaps that will change now that we have our “Top 13″.
Oh and, I’ve had 2 surgeries in the last 4 weeks. So I’ve been a bit under the weather and pooped.
See, I sound like a sad sack. And I hate writing like that. On the bright side, my hubby just bought me a new digital camera for my birthday…so maybe I’ll find posts in the pictures I take with that.
March 9th, 2009 at 12:35 am
I meant to tell you – HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY! I hope you had a nice day despite the surgeries. I myself had a rough time recovering from a so-called simple surgical procedure, and I’m STILL having a bit of a rough time. Ugh.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:40 am
Thanks a lot
I’m sorry to hear about your surgery. It sucks growing older, even more so when your body doesn’t cooperate by staying healthy. *Hug*