{"id":39,"date":"2006-04-25T09:53:26","date_gmt":"2006-04-25T16:53:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/?p=39"},"modified":"2006-04-25T09:53:26","modified_gmt":"2006-04-25T16:53:26","slug":"being-a-kid-in-the-old-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/2006\/04\/25\/being-a-kid-in-the-old-days","title":{"rendered":"Being a Kid in the Old Days"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The following email essay, reproduced with bad punctuation and formatting intact, is sort of cutesy but also sort of thought-provoking. The points about risk-taking, innovation, and dealing with disappointment are particularly relevant from the point of view of considering the ongoing evolution of the species.<\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#033d21\"><\/font><font face=\"Comic Sans MS\">TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN  THE 1930&#8217;s 40&#8217;s, 50&#8217;s, 60&#8217;s and 70&#8217;s !!<\/p>\n<p>First, we survived  being born to mothers who<br \/>\nsmoked and\/or drank while they carried  us.<br \/>\n<\/font><font face=\"Verdana\"><br \/>\n<\/font><font color=\"#033d21\"><\/font><font face=\"Comic Sans MS\">They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing,<br \/>\ntuna from  a can, and didn&#8217;t get tested for diabetes.<br \/>\n<\/font><font face=\"Verdana\"><br \/>\n<\/font><font color=\"#033d21\"><\/font><font face=\"Comic Sans MS\">Then  after that trauma, our baby cribs were<br \/>\ncovered with bright colored  lead-based paints.<\/p>\n<p>We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles,<br \/>\ndoors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets,<br \/>\nnot to  mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.<\/p>\n<p>As children, we would ride in  cars with no seat<br \/>\nbelts or air bags.<\/p>\n<p>Riding in the back of a pick up  on a warm day<br \/>\nwas always a special treat.<\/p>\n<p>We drank water from the  garden hose and NOT from<br \/>\na bottle.<\/p>\n<p>We shared one soft drink with four  friends, from<br \/>\none bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.<\/p>\n<p>We ate  cupcakes, white bread and real butter and<br \/>\ndrank soda pop with sugar in it,  but we weren&#8217;t overweight<br \/>\nbecause&#8230;..WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE  PLAYING!!<\/p>\n<p>We would leave home in the morning and play all<br \/>\nday, as  long as we were back when the streetlights came on.<\/p>\n<p>No one was able to  reach us all day. And we were<br \/>\nO.K.<\/p>\n<p>We would spend hours building our  go-carts out<br \/>\nof scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we<br \/>\nforgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned<br \/>\nto solve the problem.<\/p>\n<p>We did not have Playstations, Nintendo&#8217;s,<br \/>\nX-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video<br \/>\ntape  movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or  Internet chat rooms&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.WE HAD FRIENDS and we went<br \/>\noutside and found  them!<\/p>\n<p>We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and  there<br \/>\nwere no lawsuits from these accidents.<\/p>\n<p>We ate worms and mud pies  made from dirt, and<br \/>\nthe worms did not live in us forever.<\/p>\n<p>We were  given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,<br \/>\nmade up games with sticks and tennis  balls and<br \/>\nalthough we were told it would happen, we did not put out very<br \/>\nmany eyes.<\/p>\n<p>We rode bikes or walked to a friend&#8217;s house and<br \/>\nknocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!<\/p>\n<p>Little  League had tryouts and not everyone made<br \/>\nthe team. Those who didn&#8217;t had to  learn to deal with<br \/>\ndisappointment. Imagine that!!<\/p>\n<p>The idea of a  parent bailing us out if we broke<br \/>\nthe law was unheard of. They actually  sided with the law!<\/p>\n<p>This generation has produced some of the best<br \/>\nrisk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!<\/p>\n<p>The past 50 years  have been an explosion of<br \/>\ninnovation and new ideas.<br \/>\nWe had freedom,  failure, success and<br \/>\nresponsibility, and we learned HOW TO<br \/>\nDEAL WITH IT  ALL!<\/p>\n<p>And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!<br \/>\nYou might want to  share this with others who have had the luck<br \/>\nto grow up as kids, before the  lawyers and the government regulated our<br \/>\nlives for our own good. \u00a0And while  you are at it, forward it to your kids<br \/>\nso they will know <strong><em><u>how brave  their parents were<\/u><\/em><\/strong>.<br \/>\n<\/font><font face=\"Verdana\"><br \/>\n<\/font><font color=\"#033d21\"><\/font><font face=\"Comic Sans MS\">Kind of  makes you want to run through the house with scissors,<br \/>\ndoesn&#8217;t it?!<\/p>\n<p>PS  -The big type is because your eyes are shot at your age<br \/>\n<\/font><font face=\"Verdana\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The following email essay, reproduced with bad punctuation and formatting intact, is sort of cutesy but also sort of thought-provoking. The points about risk-taking, innovation, and dealing with disappointment are particularly relevant from the point of view of considering the ongoing evolution of the species. TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1930&#8217;s&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/2006\/04\/25\/being-a-kid-in-the-old-days\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Being a Kid in the Old Days<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-39","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/studionebula.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}