Discussion in 'Personal News' started by gecsr1, Jan 24, 2014.
Ya just gotta love this......
gotta comment on my own thread
this is worth a look....
I love the good ole days, when people were responsible for the own actions........now it is sue the manufacture and retire.
I don't see this coming up on "New Posts"
I wonder why ?
SOOOO TRUE!! i miss those days!!!
Yup! Born 1952
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That would be a great public service announcement to put on TV,todays kids (under 30) have no idea what life would be like without a smartphone,internet or a video game.I must be getting old because i wouldnt trade any of my childhood things for the phony life these kids have now.
Any of your friend's parents could smack your ass for doing something stupid.
and God help you if one of the neighbors decided they were going to tell your parents of your misdeeds!!!
I try really hard to raise my kids to be self-reliant and responsible, even (or perhaps especially) when that means I won't be their "friend". But, so far so good. They work hard, love to win more than they hate to lose, and in some respects admire me.
We had a teacher (I was born in 1952) at a school in 1965 who had a cool corporal punishment policy. If you were caught screwing up in class, he called you to the front of the class. You sat down in a chair at a table that had a book on it. You were told to place your nose on the book. He then rapped the back of your cranium with his extended middle finger knuckle, which gave you a pain impulse on both the back of your head and front of your nose. It was termed "giving you a lump". We all LOVED the guy too!
At my high school ...u screw up you got the paddle on the ass!
"limitless channels on cable"....and there is STILL nothing on!
I think those who were chosen last for kickball, etc became politicians to get their revenge.
Honestly, I don't know how I came through it largely unscathed, save for some cuts, bruises and broken teeth. That gay bashing can be rough stuff. Just don't pick off the wannabe cop guy from the Village People.
Corporal punishment was allowed at my elementary school. The disciplinarian (who was also principal) had huge arms -- the thought of getting spanked by him deterred an awful lot of bad behavior. I remember a time when the class trouble maker got caught drawing pictures of naked girls -- very basic line drawings. Anyway, our teacher grabbed him by the ear and dragged him down to the principal's office. He immediately started crying, in fear of the spankings he was going to get. This was the worst thing he had ever done, and lesser transgressions had brought some pretty tough spankings. And we all knew the teacher was pissed, so the disciplinarian would be out of control.
Anyway, about 20 minutes later the kid was back in class, no worse for the wear. In fact he was smiling. Our teacher explained (using some of the terminology and ideas from our sex-ed class, which had only been recently started at our school) that the human body is a beautiful thing and nothing to be ashamed of. So, no punishment this time. But next time, our teacher explained, he would get holy hell, notwithstanding the beauty of the human body. Good thing they never found the Playboy magazine he kept hidden in our school field.
1948-a great time to start growing up and learning to think on your own, have fun, do your work and help out the family. You didn't complain getting hand-me-down clothing from six older brothers because there wasn't much money to splurge with but a whole lot of respect, talking and comfort. Parents let us explore and fish 'til dark. Never complained about our dirty pants with cactus cuts and mud knees. When I was 10 I climbed to the peak of Mt. San Miguel (above Sweetwater Reservoir) and didn't tell my parents until I got back late because I didn't think they would have let me go. I got a yelling at but for years they told everyone about the mountain and me. Now they are both buried with a view of the mountain.
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