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Have You Lived? A Trip Down Memory Lane...

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Have You Lived? A Trip Down Memory Lane...

Post by Yshania »

I thought this quite amusing :D

Just for a minute, forget everything stressful and read this...

Clear your mind and go back in time...
Before the Internet or the Apple Mac.
Before semi-automatics, joyriders and crack...
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...
Way back........

I'm talking about Hide and Seek in the park.
The corner shop.
Hopscotch.
Butterscotch.
Skipping.
Handstands.
Football with an old can.
Fingerbob.
Beano, Dandy, Buster, Twinkle and Dennis the menace.
Roly Poly.
Hula Hoops, jumping the stream, building dams.
The smell of the sun on fresh cut grass.
Bazooka Joe bubble gum.
An ice cream cone on a warm summer night from the van that plays a tune -
Chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or maybe Neapolitan or perhaps a screwball

Wait......
Watching Saturday morning cartoons....short commercials,
The Double Deckers, Road Runner, He-Man, Zeebedee
Tiswas or Swapshop?, and 'Why Don't You'? - or staying up for Doctor Who.
When around the corner seemed far away and going into town seemed like going somewhere.

Earwigs, wasps, stinging nettles and bee stings.
Sticky fingers.
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, and Zorro.
Climbing trees.
Building igloos out of snow banks.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
Running till you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.
Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights.
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
Being tired from playing....remember that?

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon
Football cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Choppers and Grifters

I'm not finished just yet...
Eating raw jelly. Orange squash ice pops.

Remember when...
There were two types of trainers - girls and boys, and Dunlop Green Flash - and the only time you wore them at school was for P.E.

You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve.
When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.
When 25p was decent pocket money
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When nearly everyone's mum was at home when the kids got there.

It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.

When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.

When being sent to the head's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc. parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! - and some of us are still afraid of them!!

Remember when....
Decisions were made by going "eeny meany miny mo"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly".
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was germs.
And the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one. It was unbelievable that 'British Bulldog 123' wasn't an Olympic event. Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult.

Nobody was prettier than Mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED.

(Or you are old, I guess ;) )
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Remember them? Hell I'm still living them! :D
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God I'm old. :( :(
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Post by Witch King »

You forgot to mention:

...getting dragged out of bed at midnight to empty the trash

...getting beaten for cutting the radishes for salad incorrectly

...getting beaten because your father is a drunken bastard

...hearing the screams of your parents arguement all the way upstairs

...having nightmares every night

...watching your brothers be abused

...watching your mother watch and do nothing

...having to do endless amounts of chores under penalty of beating
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Post by Waverly »

Originally posted by Witch King
You forgot to mention:

...getting dragged out of bed at midnight to empty the trash

...getting beaten for cutting the radishes for salad incorrectly

...getting beaten because your father is a drunken bastard

...hearing the screams of your parents arguement all the way upstairs

...having nightmares every night

...watching your brothers be abused

...watching your mother watch and do nothing

...having to do endless amounts of chores under penalty of beating
Either you are channeling Oliver Twist, or this is a defcon 3 TMI alert. :o
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Post by Witch King »

Originally posted by Waverly
Either you are channeling Oliver Twist, or this is a defcon 3 TMI alert. :o

Ha! Not channeling, just remembering. The Witch King didn't grow up to be Fouldwimmerlaik by having having a happy childhood.

But you're not implying that those occurences I mentioned are unusual? I think everyone here has been beaten at least ONCE for improper salad preparation.
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Originally posted by Witch King
I think everyone here has been beaten at least ONCE for improper salad preparation.
I was beaten ONCE for jumping my big wheel off the front porch, into a rosebush and a cat. Cat survived, the rosebush didn't.
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Foul: couldn't say that I have been beaten for improper salad preperation, but I have been stabbed with a fork for accidentally placing an elbow on the table during meal time. :D

Still, I catagorize my childhood as 'occasionally strict' but probably not overly so.
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Ysh: Don't frown at me! :mad:

Weasel: :D Why did you attack the cat?

Waverly: Do you classify beating as part of "Strict", or do you mean just remonstration or grounding, etc.?
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Post by T'lainya »

Originally posted by Witch King

But you're not implying that those occurences I mentioned are unusual? I think everyone here has been beaten at least ONCE for improper salad preparation.
@ Foul *hug*
Not for improper salad preparation, but for incorrectly holding a fork whilst cutting food.
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Post by Witch King »

Originally posted by T'lainya

@ Foul *hug*
Not for improper salad preparation, but for incorrectly holding a fork whilst cutting food.
*grope* Really? What kind of beating was this? Perhaps you should answer in the salad thread.
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Originally posted by Witch King

Ysh: Don't frown at me! :mad:
It was not a frown, but deleted now anyway.
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My childhood was gentle...my parents being the hippies they were. I remember sitting with my sister looking out at the starry night as my Mom made up stories for 'Harvey the field mouse'. When we got a little older she read the entire 'Wizard of Oz' series to us, which could explain my love of fiction...

I was never hit, but my sister was once when Mom lost her temper. (My sister was a trouble maker even at that age..I just wanted to be held and kissed and cuddled even at that age). Amazing how our basic personality stays the same...




Foul: *hug* :(
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@Yshania, I really liked reading it.
Some of it really took me back. Things were much simpler back then.
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Post by T'lainya »

Originally posted by Witch King


*grope*
Biggest thrill I've had all morning :D
Really? What kind of beating was this? Perhaps you should answer in the salad thread.

A slap across the face in the restaurant and then a serious beating when we got home.
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Ysh: Why did you remove your frown? :(


Viv: Don't frown at me! :mad:
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Originally posted by Witch King
Weasel: :D Why did you attack the cat?
The cat... :( It's only fault was, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Don't stand under a rosebush while Weasel is driving a big wheel.

Do you want the complete story? Tough I'm going to tell it.


Image a front porch about 20 yards long, sitting three feet in the air. Me the Bandit (Smokey and the Bandit) racing from one end to the other doing power slides to stop before I ran off.

Mother comes home and see's me..says "Boy you keep on and fall off the edge, I'm gonna beat you while you are laying there on the ground."

Me being the bandit, disregards the comment and proceeds to push my luck. Yes, not two passes later, off the end, into her rosebush, right where her cats is.

And not three seconds later, mother out the door with the belt, headed towards me. Not a good day to be Bandit that day.
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Weasel: :D Poor cat :( I'll bet after landing in the thorns you were happy to see The Belt advancing towards you... insult to injury....
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Post by Vivien »

Originally posted by Witch King
Ysh: Why did you remove your frown? :(


Viv: Don't frown at me! :mad:
I'm thinking you are confused as to liking the unhappy faces? Therefore, I'll leave mine be. :)
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Egad! Well, I can say that while I didn't have a childhood exactly like that, my (young :D ) childhood involved living in an Army camp, my dad was in the military and I would love to return to that. We had a REAL community, everyone knew each other and if you had a scrap, the next day you were playing football. Pocket money on Saturday morning's involved running fiercely to the local NAAFI to buy chocolate and sweets so that when your friend came round to stay the night (who lived two doors away :rolleyes: ) you could stuff your face and play some football.

God I miss those... :(
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