Babyboomers Remember - The Things from our Childhood

How many things can babyboomers remember from their childhood?


 Remember - the bread & cheese

I remember the cheese of my childhood,

And the bread that we cut with a knife,

When the children helped with the housework,

And the men went to work not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge,

And the bread was so crusty and hot,

The children were seldom unhappy

And the wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle,

With the yummy cream on the top.


Our dinner came hot from the oven,

And not from the fridge; in the shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,

They didn't need money for kicks,

Just a game with their mates in the road,

And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread  butter on bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no  bleach,

but we didn't seem to get food poisoning..

Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper  in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers,

but I can't remember  getting e. Coli.



Do you remember the games we played?

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

We  all took PE ...... And risked permanent injury with a pair of
Dunlop  sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air  cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a small  car.

I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened
because  they tell us how much safer we are now.

We got the cane for doing something wrong at  school, they used to call it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the  rules and to
honour & respect those older than us.

We had 50 kids in  our class and we all learned to read and write, do maths and spell  almost all the words needed to write a grammatically correct  letter......., FUNNY
THAT!!

We all said prayers in school irrespective  of our religion, sang the
national anthem and no one got  upset.

Staying in detention after school caught all  sorts of negative
attention we wish we hadn’t  got.

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.   We weren't!!

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

We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel  left on vacant
building sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the  2/6p bottle of iodine and then we got our backside spanked.


Now it's a  trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of antibiotics and  then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a  threat.


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 never needed to get into group therapy and/or  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?



I remember the shop on the corner,

Where a pen'orth of sweets was sold

Do you think I'm a bit too nostalgic?

Or is it....I'm just getting old?

I remember the 'loo' was the lav,

And the bogy man came in the night,

It wasn't the least bit funny

Going "out back" with no light.


The interesting items we perused,

From the newspapers cut into squares,

And hung on a peg in the loo,

It took little to keep us amused.


Babyboomers remember when....

The clothes were boiled in the copper,

With plenty of rich foamy suds

But the ironing seemed never ending

As Mum pressed everyone's 'duds'.

I remember the slap on my backside,

And the taste of soap if I swore

Anorexia and diets weren't heard of

And we hadn't much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?

Or our initiative was destroyed?

We ate what was put on the table

And I think life was better enjoyed.

LOVE TO ALL OF  US WHO SHARED THIS ERA.
AND TO ALL WHO  DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED.
I WOULDN'T TRADE  IT FOR ANYTHING!

Ah, those WERE the  days!!!!


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