I'm 36 and starting to think I'm one of the oldest guys in this community. I started thinking about it and decided to share something to make my generation smile.
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, all of us born in the 60s and 70s should not have survived. Our baby beds were painted with beautiful colors in lead-based paint, which we often licked and bite.
We did not have childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on cabinets and it was OK to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we didn't wear a helmet. If only one of us had a bike, it was OUR bike.
The lucky friend with a pool in his house became our best friend during the summer. His pool was our base camp.
When we were young, we traveled in cars with no seat belts and airbags. Travelling in the front seat was a bonus.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted good.
We organized races with piss running down the hill.
We ate chips, bread with butter and drank fizzy pop with loads of sugar, but we never gained weight because we were always outside playing.
We shared bottles and drinking glasses with friends and never died because of it.
We spent hours building go carts out of scrap and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot to mount brakes. After running into the fence, we learned. Sometimes not. It was more fun.
We left home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were home before dark. No one could reach us, no one knew where we were and no one cared.
We had no PlayStation or X-Box. No 400 TV channels, home cinema, cell phones, computers, DVD or Facebook. We had friends and if we wanted to find them, we would go outside and whistle.
We played cops and robbers, Indians and cowboys, threw stones at each other.
We fell off of trees, and injured knees and head trauma were common. Broken bones were a perk. It made has look cool.
If we broke a law, it was unthinkable that our parents would defend us. They were on the side of the law.
We had fist fights but no lawsuits.
We knocked on doors of neighbors, rang their bells like crazy and we fled because we were actually afraid of being caught.
We would walk to a friend's home. Believe it or not, we walked to school, we did not expect our parents to take us.
We invented games with sticks, stones and any old ball. We had imagination.
This generation produced some of the best inventors and most resourceful people ever.
We had freedom, failure, success, responsibility and learn to deal with everything.
Youngsters now can't imagine life without computers, cell phones and Facebook. They do not believe TV was once black and white, computer screens only had one color, green.
We had freedom, we learned to deal with everything and it was a great school for life.
Are you one of us?
Congratulations! We were fortunate to grow as real kids.
For all others who are not old enough, I thought you might like to read a bit about us.
This my friends, is surprisingly frightening... And may put a smile on your face.
Do you know that our sons and nephews never heard of Duran Duran, think AIDS and CD's have always existed and Michael Jackson has always been white.
To them John Travolta has always been round and cannot imagine how this fat guy was once a dance god. They cannot imagine life without computers, cell phones or Facebook.
Want to know if you're getting old? Follow the checklist.
1. You understand what is written above and smile.
2. You need to sleep more after a night out.
3. Your friends are married or are getting married.
4. You get surprised when you see children playing comfortably with computers.
5. You shake your head when you see kids with cell phones.
6. You talk with your friends about the good old days.
Yes, we are old! But we had one hell of a childhood.
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, all of us born in the 60s and 70s should not have survived. Our baby beds were painted with beautiful colors in lead-based paint, which we often licked and bite.
We did not have childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on cabinets and it was OK to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we didn't wear a helmet. If only one of us had a bike, it was OUR bike.
The lucky friend with a pool in his house became our best friend during the summer. His pool was our base camp.
When we were young, we traveled in cars with no seat belts and airbags. Travelling in the front seat was a bonus.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted good.
We organized races with piss running down the hill.
We ate chips, bread with butter and drank fizzy pop with loads of sugar, but we never gained weight because we were always outside playing.
We shared bottles and drinking glasses with friends and never died because of it.
We spent hours building go carts out of scrap and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot to mount brakes. After running into the fence, we learned. Sometimes not. It was more fun.
We left home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were home before dark. No one could reach us, no one knew where we were and no one cared.
We had no PlayStation or X-Box. No 400 TV channels, home cinema, cell phones, computers, DVD or Facebook. We had friends and if we wanted to find them, we would go outside and whistle.
We played cops and robbers, Indians and cowboys, threw stones at each other.
We fell off of trees, and injured knees and head trauma were common. Broken bones were a perk. It made has look cool.
If we broke a law, it was unthinkable that our parents would defend us. They were on the side of the law.
We had fist fights but no lawsuits.
We knocked on doors of neighbors, rang their bells like crazy and we fled because we were actually afraid of being caught.
We would walk to a friend's home. Believe it or not, we walked to school, we did not expect our parents to take us.
We invented games with sticks, stones and any old ball. We had imagination.
This generation produced some of the best inventors and most resourceful people ever.
We had freedom, failure, success, responsibility and learn to deal with everything.
Youngsters now can't imagine life without computers, cell phones and Facebook. They do not believe TV was once black and white, computer screens only had one color, green.
We had freedom, we learned to deal with everything and it was a great school for life.
Are you one of us?
Congratulations! We were fortunate to grow as real kids.
For all others who are not old enough, I thought you might like to read a bit about us.
This my friends, is surprisingly frightening... And may put a smile on your face.
Do you know that our sons and nephews never heard of Duran Duran, think AIDS and CD's have always existed and Michael Jackson has always been white.
To them John Travolta has always been round and cannot imagine how this fat guy was once a dance god. They cannot imagine life without computers, cell phones or Facebook.
Want to know if you're getting old? Follow the checklist.
1. You understand what is written above and smile.
2. You need to sleep more after a night out.
3. Your friends are married or are getting married.
4. You get surprised when you see children playing comfortably with computers.
5. You shake your head when you see kids with cell phones.
6. You talk with your friends about the good old days.
Yes, we are old! But we had one hell of a childhood.
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