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Born in the 40s,50s and 60s

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Maudi Tue 28-Jun-22 17:58:19

Don’t know if anyone has seen this before, but If you were born in the 40s 50s 60s you should read this, It’s very long but God how it hits home.
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank sherry while they carried us and lived in houses made of Asbestos.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese, bread and dripping, raw egg products, loads of bacon and processed meat and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.
Then, after that trauma, our cots were covered with lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles or locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode bikes we had no helmets or shoes, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking. We would ride in cars with no seatbelts or airbags.
We drank water from the garden hose, not a bottle. Takeaway food was limited to fish and chips, there were no pizza shops, or McDonald's, KFC, Subway or Nando's.
Even though all the shops closed at 6pm and didn't open on a Sunday, somehow we didn't starve to death!
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one died from this. We could collect old drink bottles and cash them in at the corner store and buy toffees, gobstoppers and bubble gum.
We ate white bread and real butter, drank cow's milk and soft drinks with sugar, but we weren't overweight because we were always outside playing!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day but we were OK. We would spend hours building go-karts out of old prams then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.

We built tree houses and dens and played in riverbeds with Matchbox cars. We did not have PlayStation, Nintendo Wii and Xbox or video games, DVDs or colour TV. There were no mobiles, computers, internet or chat rooms.
We had friends and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies, too.
Only girls had pierced ears.
You could buy Easter eggs and hot-cross buns only at Easter time. We were given airguns and catapults for our tenth birthdays, we rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or just yelled for them.
Not everyone made the school rugby, football, cricket or netball teams. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that. Getting into the team was based on merit.
Our teachers hit us with canes and gym shoes and threw the blackboard rubber at us if they thought we weren't concentrating.
We can string sentences together, spell and have proper conversations now because of a solid three Rs education.
Our parents would tell us to ask a stranger to help us cross the road.
Mum didn't have to go to work to help Dad make ends meet because we didn't need to keep up with the Joneses!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
Parents didn't invent stupid names for kids like Kiora, Blade, Ridge and Vanilla.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility and learned to deal with it all.
You might want to share this with others who grew up in an era before lawyers and government regulated lives.
And while you are at it, forward it to your children, so they know how brave their parents were.

(Shared with permission from another group)

sodapop Thu 30-Jun-22 12:48:55

I can relate to all the things in the original post, life was simpler in many ways there were still restrictions from WW2. I remember queuing with my mother and her ration book. We did have more freedom as children of the 40s and 50s but counter balanced by strict rules on behaviour etc. Not everyone was fortunate in having a good quality of life then, there was poverty. A lot of families without a breadwinner due to war losses and men returning home unable to work due to injuries. Things are so different now, not necessarily much better but not really comparable.

EMMF1948 Thu 30-Jun-22 13:03:12

VioletSky

Much prefer things the way they are now. Especially child and infant mortality rates and general life expectancy...

There are lots of ways to raise children to be confident, principled, happy risk takers while knowing they are safe and are going to make it past 40 with all their adult teeth

Little evidence that mortality rates were higher, medical science can now cure so many more illnesses thank goodness, but other mortality rates though accidents etc. are not higher.

Children seem to have lots of other problems inflicted on them by being allowed unfettered access to social media, the dangers of playing on a bomb-site were a lot lower.

Just because things are being said that don't fit one's personal agenda does not mean that the OP is 'smug'.

Smileless2012 Thu 30-Jun-22 16:41:15

Agreed EMM.

creativeness Thu 30-Jun-22 16:43:20

Most definitely EMM yes

VioletSky Thu 30-Jun-22 16:54:39

EMMF

They didn't start recording that sort of data until the 80s so it is hard to say exactly what children died from but u certainly hear of less tragedy.

I much prefer the way things are now regardless and I was happy to see so many here agree...

I haven't used the word "smug" btw

MissAdventure Thu 30-Jun-22 17:07:40

I think life was much simpler in the "olden days".
I preferred it, but then I was just a child.

Dinahmo Thu 30-Jun-22 17:36:41

Born in 1947, oldest child of 4.

Moved to Dorset when I was 5 or 6. Have few memories of the time before.

There was a "rec" at the bottom of our garden. My brother managed to break a leg whilst laying on the foot board of a roundabout. I think it was caught underneath.

Holidays were either days out - parents on Dad's motorbike and us 4 in a sidecar, often with the dog or we visited family in South Wales or near Hampton Court. I have fond memories of all these.

Mum worked some evenings.

Only alcohol in the house was a bottle of sherry for Christmas ( not for us children) Dad only went to the pub if Mum's Welsh cousins were staying with us.

We lived on a crescent so no through traffic. Played outside - skates, bikes, go carts.

Lived near a beach so lots of time spent there, with other children and their mums after school and in the holidays.

Had "pop" sometimes from the Corona van and ice cream from a man who cycled on a special bike with a fridge in front. Small paper wrapped blocks of vanilla or else a circular slice to go in a cornet.

My parents were quite strict concerning things like bed times. I remember being in bed on a summer's evening hearing other children playing out doors.

I went to Saturday morning pictures in Weymouth and also roller skating. I travelled on the bus on my own.

We were taken to the circus when it arrived in Dorchester.

My birthday treat was a knicker bocker glory in an ice cream parlour - all chrome and pastel colours - and a trip to the local Grammar school who performed Gilbert and Sullivan every year in a local theatre.

Judging by some of the comments I had a happy childhood. When I became a teenager, by this time we were living in Hounslow, things became more difficult with my parents still being quite strict and I didn't have the same freedoms as I had when a child. In later years I put it down to the fact that my parents were only 21 when I was born and they could remember what they got up to as teenagers. I don't know whether my thoughts were accurate.

I have always been grateful for my introduction to solitary beaches, some of them now have motorways built over them (S Wales) museums, ballet and stately homes (taken by my grandparents). These are all things that I enjoy to this day.

Dinahmo Thu 30-Jun-22 17:41:32

I do think that children are missing out on some of the things that we experienced as children. The parents were so busy ferrying them everywhere at weekends that they didn't have much time left for the family group. One friend had two sons and had been advised to let them do different activities so that they weren't competitive. And the boys did a lot of activities.

happycatholicwife1 Sat 02-Jul-22 21:39:02

I agree with the OP, and I had a difficult childhood after age 8. Had an alcoholic father who was rarely home and who could be quite violent. I had a mother who loved me and took the best care of me she could. I think she did a very good job. Children are massively spoiled now, imo. Healthcare is better. The unremitting sexualization of children in this age is shocking. Thankfully, I was protected from that. Despite the problems, I would classify my childhood as a mostly happy one.

hollysteers Sun 03-Jul-22 22:24:58

Such generalisations. Born 1947, couldn’t face my childhood in the inner city again. Two up two down, violent father, unhappy mother and three of us in one bed. Hole in wall so plaster fell into it.
Large classes with teachers only trying to keep control, educating us further down the list. Only bright spot was gangs of kids and the freedom mentioned (on bomb sites).
No holidays apart from a stay with Aunt in the country and my amazement that such beauty existed.
Discovered reading and eventually how much this world has to offer.
I’m glad some of you had happy childhoods. A bad one scars you for life.

biglouis Mon 04-Jul-22 01:11:29

I was born in 1944 and recognise most of the things from my childhood in the OP posting. Especially the freedom to roam and play in the street.

Parents rarely interacted with the school and that led to some difficult experiences for me. I was accused of something I never did and condemned without evidence because the head teacher believed a prettier child. It caused a mini breakdown and I blame that for my failing the 11+. By the time I got to secondary school I learned to be wiser and became very manipulative and worldly wise. I was bright academically so the teachers saw me as a swot.

At home things were not so good. My father had a suspicion of study and saw no good in wanting to get on. That was having aspirations above your class and disrespecting your elders. When I was 16 and moved into a job where I had to open a bank account and had a cheque book he really resented it. Only "posh" people had bank accounts with check books and were paid by bank transfer. My parents never supported me in my career choices and qualifying in a profession was a tough slog of three years part time. They were not going to support me as a student.

In many ways my tough childhood taught me to stand on my own feet and to go out and "hustle" for what I wanted. The only person who really supported me was my grandmother. Not a touchy feely woman but more a mentor who listened and then gave me good advice - even if it wasnt what I wanted to hear.

I chose never to have children and its a choice I never regretted. My own childhood influenced my choice a great deal.