Originally posted by BlueJ1
Yall didnt have those back in the day. You had whoopn sticks.
LOL yes we had those too.
We also had parents who knew how to use them.
I can honestly say the threat of my father taking a belt to me. And knowing he would, if I did what I was thinking of doing kept me out of more trouble then i all the "talking to" that had ever been tried.
But we had other things too.
We were allowed to play with toy guns, Play soldier, cops& robbers. Cowboys & indians without fear of someone wanting to throw us on some medication or into therapy.
And we were allowed to draw pictures in school of gunbfights and war scenes without getting suspended do to a absurd "zero tolerence" policy(Thats back in the day when people were allowed to have imaginations too)
And we didnt need to be medicated for bouncing off the walls at home.
ansd yanno why?
Cause by the time we were done playing outside. Running around like little lunatics, Playing soldier,Cops & robbers,, And Cowboys and indians. We were too damn tired to bounce off the walls in the house.
In fact. Our parents had a dandy little cure for when you bounced off the walls in the house,
Didnt require a doctors perscription and didnt cost them a penny. didnt matter if it was 110 degrees outside or 20 below with a wind chill factor making it feel like 200 below.
Sometimes it didnt even matter if it was raining out.
And there were times when it didnt even matter of nobody else was around to play with.
We were told, and often forced to go outside to play with explicit instructions not to come back into the house till we heard the curchbells ring ( which in my neighborhood was 6:00 every night At which point dinner would be on the table in 15 minutes.
Then and ONLY then were you allowed to come back home. And you had 15 minutes to get there.
Show up late. Go to bed hungry.
They never asked where you were going or what you were going to do.
Just "Get out and I dont even want ot hear your voice let alone see you till 6:00"
"But there is nothing to do outside" was NEVER an acceptable excuse
the only responce to that would usually be either
A-"Well make something up."
and if that didnt work
B- Well then if you have nothing to do you can clean out the garage/rake the leaves/mow the lawn or some other chore. Which was always a sure fire cure all for the nothing to do affliction.
Bet there are a few folks here that are starting to think we shared the same parents LMAO
