Those were the days!

[vanillafluffy]

My curfew was the street lights and mom didn't call my cell, she yelled "time to come in". I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn't eat what my mom made me then I didn't eat. Hand sanitizer didn't exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap, and your butt spanked. Repost if you drank water out of a hose and survived

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[chocolate_frapp]

i hate to sound like an old lady yelling get off my lawn, but not only is washing a kid's mouth out with soap deader than disco but kids are pretty much allowed to say whatever the hell they want to now. :(

[vanillafluffy]

I know, right? Nothing appalls me quite like some foul-mouthed little kid whose parents think they're cute. Knowing a whole bunch of swear words DOES NOT constitute a well-rounded vocabulary!

On the other hand, tonight I saw a news story about a local school that's been having a pest problem. The anchor solemnly said it was infected withcockroaches. *eyeroll* I'm pretty sure she *meant* 'infested'.

Then a mother of one of the students was interviewed. She was upset because the children were eating in a cafeteria tent set up on the grounds, and the food, which was being brought in from an uncontaminated facility, was cold. "That's not right!" she said. "I send them there so they can get a good hot meal!"

Gee, silly me. I thought you sent them there to get an education. If that's the kind of example the adults are setting, no wonder kids keep getting dumber.*

* Not all of them, but an swful lot of them, it seems like.

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[chocolate_frapp]

I was one of those kids whose parents were always complaining that they "read too much" (whatever the hell that means) and should be out playing (they considered it irrelevant that even as a kid i hated all that running around crap.)

[vanillafluffy]

I wasn't a total sloth. I used to ride my bike a lot, pretending it was a horse. Active, somewhat, athletic, no.

My mom was fine about me reading; I had ALL the Bobbsey Twin books, a great many of Nancy Drew, Trixie Belden and the Three Investigators. My dad, on the other hand, once became so enraged by me reading at the dinner table that he grabbed the book and tore it in half. What made it worse was, it was a school library book. Thereafter, I checked to make sure he wasn't around before I accompanied a meal with a book.
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[jagfanlj]

We share tastes in reading! :D
Most of mine came from the library, but I do have some Bobbsey Twins, Hardy Boys, Trixie Belden, Cherry Ames, all but five of the Happy Hollisters. The ones I'm most proud of are my Nancy Drews. I don't have many, but I've got my favorites in various editions, including Shadow Ranch in both the 1960's edition and the original 1930's one.

[vanillafluffy]

I read a lot of Happy Hollisters through my school library. Cherry Ames, too. Trixie is the only one I have more than a couple of any more, and those are packed away; I haven't seen them in years.

If you get a chance, Mabel Maney has written several brilliant gay send-ups of Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys (In her 'verse, it's Nancy Clue and the Hardly Boys, complete with Nurse Cherry Aimless in a supporting role.) If the originals were camp, well, this only points out HOW camp!
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[jagfanlj]

*adds to Amazon wishlist* ;D

[chocolate_frapp]

holy shit. i just got yelled at for reading at the dinner table (which I mostly did because i thought my parents' conversations were boring).