This
month here is a bit of fun for those, like me, who are old enough
to remember

I'm
talking about hide and seek in the park. The corner milk bar, hopscotch,
billy carts, cricket in front of the garbage bin, skipping, handstands,
footy on the best lawn in the street. British bulldog 1-2-3, go
home stay home, slip'n'slide, the trampoline with water on it, hula
hoops, pogo sticks, stepping in enormous puddles, mud pies and building
dams in the gutter and the smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
Big
bubbles no troubles' with Hubba Bubba bubble gum. A choc-top Mr
Whippy cone on a warm summer night after you've chased him round
the block. When 20 cents worth of mixed lollies was a meal and smoking
fags was really cool.
Watching
Saturday morning cartoons...short commercials, The Thunderbirds
(if you got up reeeeeally early), the Smurfs, AstroBoy, He-Man,
Captain Caveman, Archie, Jem (truly outrageous!!) and heeeey heeeeey
heeeeeeey it's faaaaaaat Albert.
Or
staying up late and sneaking a look at the (A.O) programs on the
second telly.
When
around the corner seemed far away, and going into town seemed like
going somewhere. A million mozzie bites, wasp and bee stings.
Sticky
fingers, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, riding bikes and
catching tadpoles. Marco polo in the neighbours' pool ("fish
outta water?!""NOOOO"), drawing all over the road
with chalk. Climbing trees and building cubbies out of every sheet
your mum had in the cupboard. Walking to school, no matter what
the weather.
Running
‘til you were out of breath. Laughing so hard that your stomach
hurt. Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights. Spinning around, getting
dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.
Being
tired from playing... Remember that? The worst embarrassment was
being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate weapons.
Cricket
cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle... eating
raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a Funny Face
or red Freeza.
Remember
when... There were only two types of sneakers - girls and boys.
Dunlop Volleys with the green 'n' gold or blue and the only time
you wore them at school was for "sports day." You knew
everyone in your street – and so did your parents! It wasn't
odd to have two or three "best" friends. You didn't sleep
a wink on Christmas Eve.
When
nobody owned a pure-bred dog. When 50c was decent pocket money.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 10c. When nearly everyone's
mum was at home when the kids got there from school. It was magic
when dad would "remove" his thumb. When it was considered
a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at the local Chinese
restaurant with your parents.
When
any parent could discipline any kid, or feed her or use him to carry
groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When
being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the
fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.
Basically,
we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by
shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were
a much bigger threat! Some of us are still afraid of them!!!
Didn't
that feel good? Just to go back and say, yeah, I remember that!
Remember
when... Going “eeny-meeny-miney-mo” or scissors, paper,
rock made decisions. "Race issue" meant arguing about
who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was the
banker in "Monopoly". The worst thing you could catch
from the opposite sex was a boy/girl germ, and the worst thing in
your day was having to sit next to one. Having a weapon in school
meant being caught with a slingshot.
Nobody
was prettier than your Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and
made better. Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable vitamins
C.
Ice
cream was considered a basic food group. Going to the beach and
catching a wave was a dream come true. Abilities were discovered
because of a "double-dare". Older siblings were the worst
tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.
If
you can remember most of these, then you have LIVED!!! Pass this
on to anyone who may need a break from their "grown up"
life...
I
DOUBLE-DARE YA!!!

Marcus Timmons and “The Colonel”
enjoying a beer on the Precruitment balcony
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