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Thread ID: 93944	2008-10-07 21:46:00	Oh, The Good Old Days	Trev (427)	PC World Chat

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710561	2008-10-07 21:46:00	Gotta Be Over 40 to Understand Mum used to cut chicken, slice eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't get food poisoning. My Mum used to defrost mince-meat on the kitchen sink AND I used to eat some raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper, in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember anybody getting e.coli. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the creek instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then. The term mobile phone would have conjured up a moving phone, and a pager was the school loudhailer or PA system. We all played sport, and also did PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of sandshoes (only worn in the gym or the sports ground) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened, because they tell us how much safer we are now..... Flunking sport was not an option.... even for stupid kids! There were not many fat kids. Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the National Anthem and got free school milk for strong bones and teeth, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything, and she could even give you an aspirin for a headache or fever. 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. Oh yeah..and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed! We played 'king of the castle' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mum pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our hair ruffled and got told to get back out there! Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mum calls the Solicitor to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat. We didn't misbehave at our mate's house either, because if we did, we got our bum smacked there, and then we got our bum belted again when we got home. I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front verandah, just before he fell off. Little did his Mum know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a yobbo. It was a neighbourhood run amuck. We climbed trees, rolled down grassy slopes, made dams in the gutter, jumped into privit hedges .. 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 needed to get into group therapy and 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? LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T---- SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING Pass this to someone (over age 40 or close to it, of course), and brighten their day by helping them to remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best! :punk	Trev (427)
710562	2008-10-07 21:57:00	I do rather regret missing out on those times old chap! :D Even when I was at primary school, 10 years ago, it was vastly different from what it is now.	wratterus (105)
710563	2008-10-07 22:02:00	heh....as kids we would have rock fights, The cuts, bruises and lumps were legendary. Our school playground equipment consisted of a jungle-gym set up over concrete, lmfao, great fun.	Metla (12)
710564	2008-10-07 22:17:00	Hear hear! And we organised our own games of footy & cricket. Built trolleys out of tea chests and grocers boxes, rode our bikes all over town, had fights but made up after a few minutes, always had bare feet, grazed knees and cracks under our toes in cold weather. Ignored girls too (for a while) Great days except for the School Dental Nurses and those old treadle drills. :rolleyes:	Richard (739)
710565	2008-10-07 22:25:00	aahh yes rock fights. Our street used to back onto a gully and we used to have regular rock fights with the street on the other side of the gully. Many a tear was shed with bruises a badge of honour. When guy fawkes was near double happys became preferred weapon of choice. When done we would go across to the other side and all jump in the swimming pool which was not fenced.	sam m (517)
710566	2008-10-07 22:31:00	I'm 25 and I remember most of this. We used to climb up the tallest trees we could find and jump down. What a rush! Now there not even allowed to climb trees. Apparently one kid jumped from too high and broke both his legs. So the PC brigade moved in and took away all the fun.	pine-o-cleen (2955)
710567	2008-10-07 22:34:00	Oh yes, the trolley building was fun......especially racing down the hills...hehe	SolMiester (139)
710568	2008-10-07 22:38:00	well, I'm 34 and when I was in Primary we played bullrush everyday, and I started Rugby on my very first day. Went swimming down the beach whenever, roamed far and wide on our bikes, No helmet, no shoes. Teased mad dogs and jumped out of trees. Just found out the local school doesn't even allow rugby of any sort to be played, Which is a shame as my boy needs a sport to play and he picked Rugby. Still, I encourage my boy to climb crap, and jump off it.:clap	Metla (12)
710569	2008-10-07 22:45:00	well, I'm 34 and when I was in Primary we played bullrush everyday, and I started Rugby on my very first day. Went swimming down the beach whenever, roamed far and wide on our bikes, No helmet, no shoes. Teased mad dogs and jumped out of trees. Just found out the local school doesn't even allow rugby of any sort to be played, Which is a shame as my boy needs a sport to play and he picked Rugby. Still, I encourage my boy to climb crap, and jump off it.:clap I'm 18, and apart from having a kid, that was exactly the same 13 years ago when I started school.	wratterus (105)
710570	2008-10-07 22:58:00	Yup I'm with you Metla - I was at primary school from 1982 - 1990 and we played Bullrush, pushed each other off the school fort (onto hard clay!), had awesome swinging rope bridges that always bashed people who got in the way, had a few of those roundabout things that looked like a clothesline, where you hung on the rope while someone spun it. If you hung on long enough, you could get horizontal! This was on concrete too. Saw a mean compound fracture from that once. We also used to play WWF wrestling too; heaps of kids got piledriven, suplexed and body-slammed, but never any serious injuries. Bring back the rough n tumble I say!! :thumbs:	nofam (9009)
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