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TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's, 70

Discussion in 'Jokes and Humour' at netrider.net.au started by pvda, Jun 14, 2005.

  1. TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, and Early-ish 80's !!

    First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

    They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

    Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were 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 children, we would ride in cars with no 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 soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because


    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 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

    We fell out of trees, got cuts, 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 cowboy guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

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

    The town football club had try out for the junior team 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!

    This generation has 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

    And 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 our lives for our own good.

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

    Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
  2. So very true pvda . Makes me feel like im getting on in years reading all that.
  3. well i can cetainly remember most of all that..

    well untill i was hospitalised anyway(not due to above listed activities) after that things had to change a bit.

    billy cart were great...and yes barb wire fences at the end of the drive are a bad idea...iether that or we should have worked out some brakes
  4. Yeah, I did all that. As a kid I would drag my billy cart 3 miles to a hill just to roll down. Still sport scars from those rides.

    There was a Herald or Sun sponsored derby every year. I ran secon to an illegal billy cart in Morwel in 1959. There were rules in regard to wheel size.

    We survived quite well without any ill effects.

    **Hey stop that, those sleeves are too long, and I dont need all those buckles done up either. Where are we going? Why are we going to that big place again? I dont want anymore pills or needles. Let me go you bastards, let me gooooooo.****
  5. Too true. We even managed to survive bolt bombs, acetylene bombs (went to court for that though) climbing the biggest pine trees you've ever seen in your life -about 3 feet in dia. at the bottom up to about 3 inches at the top & swinging about 4 feet side to side as the wind blew, downhill races in our billycarts (ended up in hospital with quite a few stitches) sitting on dads lap at 5 years old & driving from one side of town to the other, shooting rabbits & goats after school or any other spare time we had, white water rafting on inner tubes when the local river flooded & trying to chop down huge trees with tomohawks. Funny thing though -we never felt the need to beat anyone up, or vandalise other peoples property -well not much anyway, letterboxes are considered fair game in my opinion & none of my mates ended up dead either.
  6. can anyone remember playing coboys/indians and your Dad actualy made the bow for you to use???
  7. Hey the letter boxes were only fair game in cracker season. Boy, those 3d bungers made a mess of them. What about the rose bushes, not a pettle left when the cracker went off.
    I tell you we were fit. Because Mr Collins of said letterbox and roses could run a bit. Mind you he was even madder about the paper bag of doggy doos on fire on the front verandah, especially after he had stomped it out.

    My bows and arrows were all hand made. Good for about 150-200m with a weighted tip. We used tin for the tip and choock feather for the flights. Werent very accurate though after 20m.

    The matchhead bolt bomb that went through the shop window was not my fault. I told the lad to put a brick on the road side of it and he didnt listen.

    We also had split 44gal drums for boats. Did a lot of swimming when they sank. Once the outriggers were fitted they were ok.

    And of course we spent hrs fishing, ferreting and rabbiting.

    Once we were 14 it was motorbikes. Old BSA C11. Ah, the crashes and bruises.

    We used to hunt for snakes behind the hay mowers. They were easy to spot as they were either cut or just plain mad. We would tie string to them and then tie them to a lamp pole and leave it there.

    Sell some bottles and use the money for smokes and sausages down in teh t tree plain. Ah yes great times. Pity time could not stand still.