Children of 50’s, 60’s and 70’s

According to today’s regulators and bureaucrats,  those of us who were kids in the 50’s, 60’s,  and 70’s probably shouldn’t have survived.

Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured  lead-based paint which was promptly chewed  and licked.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or  latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine  to play with pans.

When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip  flops and fluorescent ‘clackers’ on our  wheels.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts  or air bags. Riding in the passenger seat was  a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a  bottle – tasted the same.

We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding  and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we  were never overweight because we were always  outside playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one  bottle or can and no one actually died from  this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed down the hill, only  to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day,  as long as we were back before it got dark.  No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.

We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video  games at all. No 99 channels on TV, no  videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet chat rooms. We had friends we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes  that ball really hurt.

We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and  teeth, and there were no lawsuits. They were  accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.

We had fights, punched each other hard and got black  and blue – we learned to get over it.

We walked to friend’s homes.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate  live stuff, and although we were told it  would happen, we did not have very many eyes out, nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.

We rode bikes in  marauding packs of 7 and wore our coats by  only the hood.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were  expected. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law  was unheard of. They actually sided with the  law. Imagine that!

This generation has produced some of the best  risk-takers and 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.

And you’re one of them. Congratulations!

Please pass this on to others who have had the luck  to grow up as real kids, before lawyers and  government regulated our lives, for our own good.


A college professor was doing a study testing the senses of first graders
using a bowl of Lifesavers He gave all of the children the same kind of
lifesaver one at a time and asked them to identify them by color and flavor.

The children began to say:





Finally, the professor gave them all honey Lifesavers. After eating them for
a few moments none of the children could identify the taste. “Well,” he
said, “I’ll give you all a clue It’s what your mother may sometimes call
your father.”

One little girl looked up in horror, spit hers out and yelled, “Everybody,
spit them out … they’re assholes!!!”

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