You would have to be over 40 to understand

Mum used to cut chicken, slice eggs and spread butter on the same
cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn’t get
food poisoning.

My Mum used to defrost mince-meat on the kitchen sink AND I used to
eat a bite raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in
wax paper, in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can’t
remember anybody getting e.coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead
of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then..

The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and
a pager was the school PA system.

We all played sport, and also did PE… and risked permanent injury
with a pair of Dunlop runners (only worn in the gym or the sports
ground) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air
cushion soles and built-in light reflectors.. I can’t recall any
injuries but they must have happened, because they tell us how much
safer we are now….

Flunking sport was not an option…. even for stupid kids! There were
not many fat kids.

Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the National Anthem
and got free school milk for strong bones and teeth, and staying in
detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must
have had horribly damaged psyches..

What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses?
Ours wore a hat and everything, and she could even give you an aspirin
for a headache or fever.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was
allowed to be proud of myself. I just can’t recall how bored we were
without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV
cable stations.

Oh yeah..and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got
that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played ‘king of the castle’ on piles of gravel left on vacant
construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mum pulled out the 48-cent
bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn’t sting
like iodine did) and then we got our hair ruffled and got told to get
back out there! Now it’s a trip to the emergency room, followed by a
10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mum calls the
Solicitor to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of
gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn’t misbehave at the mate’s house either, because if we did, we
got our bum smacked there, and then we got bum belted again when we
got home. I recall Danny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing
his tricks on the front veranda, just before he fell off. Little did
his Mum know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked
him up and swatted him for being such a sissy.

It was a neighbourhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they
were from a “dysfunctional family”. How could we possibly have known
that we needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes?
We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn’t
even notice that the entire country wasn’t taking Prozac! How did we
ever survive?


Life’s simple ways are often the best

You would have to be over 40 to understand


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