The Good ol' Days???

My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on
bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we
didn't seem to get food poisoning.

Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown
paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e. coli

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake
or at the beach instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach
closures then.

We all took PE ..... and risked permanent injury with a pair
of Dunlop sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with
air cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a
small car. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because
they tell us how much safer we are now.

We got the cane for doing something wrong at school, they used
to call it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour
& respect those older than us.

We had 30+ kids in our class and we all learned to read and
write, do maths and spell almost all the words needed to write a
grammatically correct letter......., FUNNY THAT!!

We all said prayers in school and sang the national anthem,
and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative
attention.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I
was allowed to be proud of myself.

I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play
Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We weren't!!

Oh yeah ... and where was the antibiotics and sterilisation
kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel left on vacant
building sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the 2/6p bottle of
iodine and then we got our backside spanked.

Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day
dose of antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor
for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told
that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have
known that?

We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger
management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills,
that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!

How did we ever survive?

Re: The Good ol' Days???

They cleaner things are the less resilient we become Uncle Joe. Our bodies aren't used to fighting off germs anymore. We'll be living in bubbles before long!

Re: The Good ol' Days???

Lol...I agree..how did we survive! We rode bicycles without helmets and roller skated with no special equipment. The telephone rang..and we had to answer it to find out who was on the other end..no caller ID. One phone..one tv..in the house. Those were the good ole days in my book and im glad I got to experience life before technology took over.