Topic: Take yourself back!
Take yourself back to 1975... or even 1985 for us little babies... close your eyes and go back in time... before the internet and dvd.
Before semi-automatic machine guns, joy-riders and super Nintendo... way back....
Im talking about hide and seek in the park. The dorner dairy, hopscotch, go-carts, cricket infront of the garage bin, skipping, handstands, footy on the best lawn in the street, tag, slip-n-slide, the trampoling with water on it, hula hoops, bars, jumping in enormous puddles, mud pies and building dams in the gutter.
The smell of the sun and freshly 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.
Wait... watching Saturday morning cartoons... short commercials, The Thunderbirds (if you got up reeeeally early), the Smurfs, He-man, Captain Caveman, Josie and the Pussy cats, Yogie Bear and "heeeey heeeeeey heeeeey it's Faaaat Albert".
Or staying up late and sneaking a look at the "AO" on the second telly. When around the corner 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 forts out of every sheet your mum had in the cupboard. Walking to school, no matter what the weather. Running till 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 weapon. Cricket cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle... eating raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a funny face.
Remember when.... you knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents! It wasnt odd to have two or three "best friends". You didnt sleep a wink on Christmas eve. When nobody owned pure-bred dogs. When 50 cents 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 or your nose. When it was considered a great privilage to be taken out to dinner at the local chinese resturant with your parents. When any parent could disipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the principles office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasnt because of drive-by shootings or gangs... Our parents were a much bigger threat!
And some of us are still afraid of them!!!!!
Remember when... decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo". "Race Issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest. Money issues were handles by who-ever was the banker in monopoly.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was boy/girl germs, and the worst part of your day was having to sit next to one. Having a weapon at school meant being caught with a slingshot or a pea shooter. Nobody was prettier than your mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better. Taking drugs meant range-flavoured chewable asprin. 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 the fiercest protectors.
And magic was all around all the time.....