You may remember those days.
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We used to play teeter-totter rodeo to see who could buck the other one off, Oh the humanity!
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Originally Posted By: dave1251
Originally Posted By: jeepman3071
Originally Posted By: dave1251
Playing outside? I remember playing outside for hours upon hours for days straight.
x2. I spent more time outside than I did inside.
We would play outside until dinner time and we would be out everyday until there was a thunderstorm. Oh the good old days, now it is a chore for me to force my kids out.
Yeah same here! We'd play outside till dark. Being forced to stay indoors was our punishment aka *grounded* haha.
Originally Posted By: jeepman3071
Originally Posted By: dave1251
Playing outside? I remember playing outside for hours upon hours for days straight.
x2. I spent more time outside than I did inside.
We would play outside until dinner time and we would be out everyday until there was a thunderstorm. Oh the good old days, now it is a chore for me to force my kids out.
Yeah same here! We'd play outside till dark. Being forced to stay indoors was our punishment aka *grounded* haha.
Guilty as charged. Our little hilltop school's playground was thin grass with a hard gravelly ground underneath, lots of skins & scrapes from little boys playing football(it was supposed to be touch football, so *Of Course* we *NEVER* tackled anyone!
) or baseball. Seesaws, little kids swings & big kids swings(we got going as high as we could in the big kids swings & then "Bailed Out"! more skins & scrapes), slides, a merry-go-round, & a set of monkey bars that looked exactly like the set in the first post, minus the slide. Lots of us actually walked or rode our bikes to school- well, you'd mostly push your bike to school, but that long downhill run in the afternoon made it worthwhile! No air conditioning at school or home, playing outside long after dark in the summers and throwing handfuls of gravel at the diving, darting bats under the streetlights. Playing in the woods behind the house, building forts & re-fighting the battles we'd seen on the last episode of Combat= we all wanted to be Sgt Saunders! Cub Scouts & Pinewood Derby & Little League. And our elementary school choir- you couldn't duplicate it today, because it was made up only of those who could sing on key- oh, the horror!(We sure sounded good though- and I can still sing you most of the theme song from North To Alaska). At home, playing in the rain & making a boat out of whatever would float where the water would back up down at the dead end, where a street & sidewalks stopped & a dirt bank stretched across the street. Getting sent to the principal's office- boy, you didn't want to do that! And I could never get away with *anything*- if I got in trouble, my parents usually knew it before I got home, for sure by suppertime. The fact that my 1st grade teacher lived across the street & one house down might have had something to do with that.
Going swimming in the lake at City Park & Rocky Point.
Maybe it wasn't really paradise- but- Naah, that's a lie. It *Was* paradise, we just didn't realize it at the time.
Maybe it wasn't really paradise- but- Naah, that's a lie. It *Was* paradise, we just didn't realize it at the time.
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When I was 6 I fell off of a playground contraption that was about 10 feet tall and straight up and down. It had chains and you were supposed to climb to the top and over it. I had a dislocated elbow and got to go to the hospital and got a cast on it. We didn't sue the school and I still laugh when I think about it.
Who remembers going down a slide in the summer and burning their legs because the darn slide was 150 degrees?
And man I loved dodgeball and floor hockey. Helmets are for football, not for riding your bike!
Wow, I just found a picture of the chain thingy!
And remember how dizzy you were when your friends spun you around on this at what seemed 100 mph?
Who remembers going down a slide in the summer and burning their legs because the darn slide was 150 degrees?
And man I loved dodgeball and floor hockey. Helmets are for football, not for riding your bike!
Wow, I just found a picture of the chain thingy!
And remember how dizzy you were when your friends spun you around on this at what seemed 100 mph?
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Ah, there's the spinny thingy. I was wondering when that would appear.
Yes! Jumping contests from the swing set - we not only would see how far and high you could jump, but some would even do a backwards flip from the seat. We had one girl who could do two flips before she landed. All the teachers and even the principle would come out to watch her.
And the famous "Merry go round." Ours was made from metal pipes with seats on the outside and "loops" between the seats. We would sit with our legs facing out and one of the male teachers would get it spinning so fast, it would fling us off. The only rule was, don't fly off and hit the teacher.
And the famous "Merry go round." Ours was made from metal pipes with seats on the outside and "loops" between the seats. We would sit with our legs facing out and one of the male teachers would get it spinning so fast, it would fling us off. The only rule was, don't fly off and hit the teacher.
Originally Posted By: ryansride2017
Schmoe said:
Originally Posted By: UncleS2
Getting sent to the principal's office- boy, you didn't want to do that! And I could never get away with *anything*- if I got in trouble, my parents usually knew it before I got home, for sure by suppertime.
Our principle had a paddle legend says was made from an old bench seat. It was called "Big Blue," (yes, you guessed it, it was painted blue). A visit to the principles office for punishment involved a lecture, then you put your hands on the seat of one of the chairs in his office, and he went to work on your backside with "Big Blue." Five "licks" was the minimum. When you got home, Mom and Dad already knew about it which involved a lecture from Mom and an encounter with Dad's leather belt. It made you think twice before getting involved in any mischief.
Getting sent to the principal's office- boy, you didn't want to do that! And I could never get away with *anything*- if I got in trouble, my parents usually knew it before I got home, for sure by suppertime.
Our principle had a paddle legend says was made from an old bench seat. It was called "Big Blue," (yes, you guessed it, it was painted blue). A visit to the principles office for punishment involved a lecture, then you put your hands on the seat of one of the chairs in his office, and he went to work on your backside with "Big Blue." Five "licks" was the minimum. When you got home, Mom and Dad already knew about it which involved a lecture from Mom and an encounter with Dad's leather belt. It made you think twice before getting involved in any mischief.
Originally Posted By: dave1251
Playing outside? I remember playing outside for hours upon hours for days straight.
Yup. Up with the sun and not home( except for lunch and maybe to go to the bathroom )until the sun went down or the street lights came on. I also would get on my bike and ride for MILES to go fishing or exploring. Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Playing outside? I remember playing outside for hours upon hours for days straight.
Yup. Up with the sun and not home( except for lunch and maybe to go to the bathroom )until the sun went down or the street lights came on. I also would get on my bike and ride for MILES to go fishing or exploring. Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Originally Posted By: NHHEMI
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
Originally Posted By: SteveSRT8
Originally Posted By: NHHEMI
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
i have two little girls....
can you believe they have 6 packs?
Originally Posted By: NHHEMI
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
i have two little girls....
can you believe they have 6 packs?
Originally Posted By: pandus13
Originally Posted By: SteveSRT8
Originally Posted By: NHHEMI
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
i have two little girls....
can you believe they have 6 packs?
I can believe anything today.
Oh, you mean 6 pack abs?
I usually say that I have a 6 pack a... Brought on by years of being in front of a computer at work. And of course a few six packs the beer stuff.
Originally Posted By: SteveSRT8
Originally Posted By: NHHEMI
Most kids would burst into flames like a Vampire these days if they actually went outside to play.
Sadly true. I think my kids were the last generation to actually get real dirt in their ears and scratch themselves up climbing trees and such.
My wife used to treat children that had ZERO muscle tone from sitting in front of computers and TV's all the time...
i have two little girls....
can you believe they have 6 packs?
I can believe anything today.
Oh, you mean 6 pack abs?
I usually say that I have a 6 pack a... Brought on by years of being in front of a computer at work. And of course a few six packs the beer stuff.
Dirt clod fights anyone? Or building forts in the woods? Or making dams in the creeks? Yeah, getting your legs toasted by the metal slide in summer hurt....almost as much as setting in the front seat with vinyl on a summer day with shorts. Remember getting my first BB gun....that was fun or putting cards on your spokes held on by a clothes line pin.
1952, I was in the first grade, Red Bank Elementary, Chattanooga tn. It was there for about 50 yrs plus. My kids went there, a neighborhood school, kids walked, imagine that.
Originally Posted By: Schmoe
Dirt clod fights anyone? Or building forts in the woods? Or making dams in the creeks? Yeah, getting your legs toasted by the metal slide in summer hurt....almost as much as setting in the front seat with vinyl on a summer day with shorts. Remember getting my first BB gun....that was fun or putting cards on your spokes held on by a clothes line pin.
Yes sir, every one right down the line. We even swung on vines in the woods, all us little junior league Tarzans!
Dirt clod fights anyone? Or building forts in the woods? Or making dams in the creeks? Yeah, getting your legs toasted by the metal slide in summer hurt....almost as much as setting in the front seat with vinyl on a summer day with shorts. Remember getting my first BB gun....that was fun or putting cards on your spokes held on by a clothes line pin.
Yes sir, every one right down the line. We even swung on vines in the woods, all us little junior league Tarzans!
Originally Posted By: UncleS2
Originally Posted By: Schmoe
Dirt clod fights anyone? Or building forts in the woods? Or making dams in the creeks? Yeah, getting your legs toasted by the metal slide in summer hurt....almost as much as setting in the front seat with vinyl on a summer day with shorts. Remember getting my first BB gun....that was fun or putting cards on your spokes held on by a clothes line pin.
Yes sir, every one right down the line. We even swung on vines in the woods, all us little junior league Tarzans!
I had forgotten all that,,,thanks for the reminders, cards on the spokes, we were cool once,,,lol
Originally Posted By: Schmoe
Dirt clod fights anyone? Or building forts in the woods? Or making dams in the creeks? Yeah, getting your legs toasted by the metal slide in summer hurt....almost as much as setting in the front seat with vinyl on a summer day with shorts. Remember getting my first BB gun....that was fun or putting cards on your spokes held on by a clothes line pin.
Yes sir, every one right down the line. We even swung on vines in the woods, all us little junior league Tarzans!
I had forgotten all that,,,thanks for the reminders, cards on the spokes, we were cool once,,,lol
Originally Posted By: Schmoe
Dirt clod fights anyone?
Friends and I went into the hills of rural NM and have rock fights and used his parents garbage can lids for protection. This only happened two times due to the lids being...well...trashed and my friend got yelled at pretty good. That and his little bother got beaned hard in the ankle so we were already ending that idea anyways.
Dirt clod fights anyone?
Friends and I went into the hills of rural NM and have rock fights and used his parents garbage can lids for protection. This only happened two times due to the lids being...well...trashed and my friend got yelled at pretty good. That and his little bother got beaned hard in the ankle so we were already ending that idea anyways.
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