I posted this sometime ago but after reading a post on Sandiis blog I decided to re-post.
THOSE BORN 1920-1979
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computer! s, no Internet or chatrooms.......
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn'thad to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
If YOU are one of them CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good .
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave(and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
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Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Thursday, 10 January 2008
For all those born between 1920+1979
THOSE BORN 1920-1979
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computer! s, no Internet or chatrooms.......
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn'thad to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
If YOU are one of them CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good .
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave(and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computer! s, no Internet or chatrooms.......
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not poke out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn'thad to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
If YOU are one of them CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good .
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave(and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
The Last Bus
Well last night I went out to York to meet up with a mate that plays TT with me, the idea was a few beers and catch some live music. We were meant to go Thursday but I'd agreed to play a match in the local league.
Anyway the night started badly when the bus I was going to catch to get to York was cancelled, now there was a queue full of people, the drivers office was just over the road (we are at the main bus station) but nobody came to tell us so we all just waited stood in the cold. Eventually (30 minutes) a bus did come and when the driver was asked why he was late he told us our bus had been cancelled and his was the next one.
On my way to York our team captain phoned me to tell me thursdays match is cancelled, hell I could have gone out then which is a much better night than Tuesday. In fact the City was really quiet with only a few people in the bars and we couldn't find any live music at any of the places we expected it.
We made the most of the night a good laugh, a game of Pool and just a few beers which brings me to the title of this post.
I caught the bus and in fact I was last on and I noticed there was seven other people on the bus and I sat towards the back. Everyone was on their own all sat alone and it hit me our nobody talks, not even to say hello, good evening or anything like that. I find this typical of public transport especially late at night its though all the passengers are suspicious of the others believing they are maybe mass murderers or something.
I find this situation unusual because I can't think of a parrallel situation, anywhere else I go people politely acknowledge you in the least. Thats whether you are in a bar, out shopping, at a sports event or just walking down the street this is normal in Yorkshire. The Last Bus this just doesn't happen.
So who where my fellow passsengers :-
1. Mr Cold - Guy one was sat just behind me he was a coloured lad about thirty years old who looked a bit cold, he kept his woolly hat, scarf and gloves on for the full journey.
2. Mr Text - To my right was a lad in his late teens I would say, maybe a student I'd guess, he spent the full 35 minute journey sending texts, gee the art of conversation is really dead.
3. Mr Hungry - In his twenties I'd reckon, had a rucksack from which he kept pulling out food, in fact he started making sarnies.
4. Mrs Terrified - Lady at the front looked absolutely terrified on her own with strangers at that time of night. She sat the full journey clutching her bus ticket so tight the whites of her knuckles where showing.
5. The reader - Lad reading a book, his eyes never looked up, one thing struck me in the full length of the journey he never appeared to turn over the page.
6. Mrs Cool - Now I ask you who wears sunglasses at 11pm in the middle of winter.
7. Mr Music - Sat with eyes shut listening to his Mp3 player.
8. Mr Normal - That was me slightly intoxicated which you are supposed to be on the Last Bus.
Is this a normal crowd for late night public transport, what are your experiences ?
Anyway the night started badly when the bus I was going to catch to get to York was cancelled, now there was a queue full of people, the drivers office was just over the road (we are at the main bus station) but nobody came to tell us so we all just waited stood in the cold. Eventually (30 minutes) a bus did come and when the driver was asked why he was late he told us our bus had been cancelled and his was the next one.
On my way to York our team captain phoned me to tell me thursdays match is cancelled, hell I could have gone out then which is a much better night than Tuesday. In fact the City was really quiet with only a few people in the bars and we couldn't find any live music at any of the places we expected it.
We made the most of the night a good laugh, a game of Pool and just a few beers which brings me to the title of this post.
I caught the bus and in fact I was last on and I noticed there was seven other people on the bus and I sat towards the back. Everyone was on their own all sat alone and it hit me our nobody talks, not even to say hello, good evening or anything like that. I find this typical of public transport especially late at night its though all the passengers are suspicious of the others believing they are maybe mass murderers or something.
I find this situation unusual because I can't think of a parrallel situation, anywhere else I go people politely acknowledge you in the least. Thats whether you are in a bar, out shopping, at a sports event or just walking down the street this is normal in Yorkshire. The Last Bus this just doesn't happen.
So who where my fellow passsengers :-
1. Mr Cold - Guy one was sat just behind me he was a coloured lad about thirty years old who looked a bit cold, he kept his woolly hat, scarf and gloves on for the full journey.
2. Mr Text - To my right was a lad in his late teens I would say, maybe a student I'd guess, he spent the full 35 minute journey sending texts, gee the art of conversation is really dead.
3. Mr Hungry - In his twenties I'd reckon, had a rucksack from which he kept pulling out food, in fact he started making sarnies.
4. Mrs Terrified - Lady at the front looked absolutely terrified on her own with strangers at that time of night. She sat the full journey clutching her bus ticket so tight the whites of her knuckles where showing.
5. The reader - Lad reading a book, his eyes never looked up, one thing struck me in the full length of the journey he never appeared to turn over the page.
6. Mrs Cool - Now I ask you who wears sunglasses at 11pm in the middle of winter.
7. Mr Music - Sat with eyes shut listening to his Mp3 player.
8. Mr Normal - That was me slightly intoxicated which you are supposed to be on the Last Bus.
Is this a normal crowd for late night public transport, what are your experiences ?
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