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LIVING IN THE PAST
LIVING IN THE PAST
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. And if she caught you taking some thing then we got our butt spanked.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes too, if I got caught taking some, then I got my butt spanked, our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember getting e coli or food poisoning?
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training
athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors.
I can't recall any injuries in gym but there must have been some, because they tell us, how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, pledge of allegiance and staying in detention hall after school caught
all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged personalities. Then we got our butt spanked.
What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything. She patched up small cuts, removed
stickers from our feet and used Iodine to paint us with... then tell us not to come back if we hurt ourselfs doing something stupid again.
Then we got our butt spanked.
I was taught that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we must have been without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
But, nobody messed with our Crystal Sets.. (a radio made from an Oat Meal box, copper wire, a piece of crystal and a single razor blade)
Oh yeah, and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when we got that bee sting? We could have been killed they tell us now! Then we got our butt spanked.
We played king of the hill on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites and when we got hurt, Mom 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 butt spanked.
Now, it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the
contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked (physical abuse) on the spot and then when we got home we got butt spanked again.
I recall the kid from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front porch just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck according to todays terms.
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?
Group therapy; to us, was playing 'Kick the Can' at night under the street light, with all the kids on the block.
Anger management; was having to talk to your Dad then we got our butt spanked, and when there was a real bad case of it, you had to talk to your Grand Father then we got our butt spanked.
We were obviously so duped by so many social ills, that we didn't even
notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
One day at a time!
10/1/2005 8:06 am
this does make one stop and thing.|
i have injoyed reading this very much.
10/1/2005 3:13 pm
Ya know it's so funny that I ran across your blog because I was just thinking along these lines today on my drive home from work. What has happened our society? What a shame the way things are these days huh?|