Wednesday, 28 April 2010

Bring back any memories? (Part One).

Hello everyone, here is something my brother in law John sent me, some of you may enjoy the memories, others may enjoy the laugh.
Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favourite 'fast food' when you were growing up?' 'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him. 'All the food was slow.' 'C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?' 'It was a place called 'home,'' I explained. ! 'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.' By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I'd figured his system could have handled it: Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card. My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). We didn't have a television in our house until I was 10.It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10 pm, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people... I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line. Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk was. All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers --My brother delivered a newspaper, seven days a week. He had to get up at 6AM every morning. Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most anything offensive. If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing. Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?


Sara said...

I just heard on the evening news that the Boy Scouts are now giving out a merit badge for "video games". I'd say things have changed.

Anonymous said...

This is good! Eating at home, imagine that - and not treating mum as a short order cook like kids do these days.

I know a boy who delivers newspapers . . . sort of . . . His mum drives him from house to house and he shuffles out of the car to drop the paper on the doorstep. Sometimes he doesn't even start delivering until 10:00 a.m. because he's stayed up late and is tired (poor thing). And they wonder why kids are fat and bored?

Anonymous said...

I remember telling a little boy once that we were always cold in winter as we had no central heating when we were young.I also had to explain what exactly a hot water bottle was.I felt rediculous telling him that you boiled a kettle On the gas stove and unscrewed the stopper......He wanted to know why I didn't just switch the electric blanket on and go to bed instead.I didn't even try to tell him we never had fridges either,I felt as old as Methuselah by then and I was only 21!Maureen