FOWC with Fandango — School
It was the joyous cry of the child as we were let out in June (yes, JUNE and the end of the month at that!).
Little did we know that soon enough, we’d be going to work and they would never let us out until we were too old to do it anymore or the company closed. Or someone decided a kid with no training could do the job cheaper!
My house with its maple tree. I couldn’t get the red correct without making the house look really strange. Sorry about that.
I miss that about childhood, that fundamental belief that every summer, it was pure freedom. No bills to pay, no work. When you were out of school, you were free to do anything your parents didn’t catch you doing.
I guess times have changed!
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Indeed they have!
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Didn’t you think adulthood would be easier than childhood? I sure did!
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I just barrelled on with out much thought of whether it was going to be difficult or not.
Leslie
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For me, the long holiday was from just before Christmas to the beginning of February but it spelt freedom to me too. I tolerated heat better then and although we had hot days it was not the unbearable heatwaves that Adelaide has in summer today. We didn’t have the money to go away on holidays but I was never bored.
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I was just glad to not need to do homework. Or gym! I somehow thought the rest of my life would be like that too. Sadly, I was mistaken.
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Yes, we had it good when we were young. I often think how lucky I was to live before all the ‘rules’ about safety and hygiene. Dangerous for children sometimes, but mostly it was fine. The one that stands out most is the no seat belts and free to ride in the bed of a pickup truck. Kids today can’t do any of those things without the parent or driver getting a hefty fine. I suppose it is safer the new way, but dang. As I said I’m grateful I missed this generation’s way of ‘living’. Too sterile for me thanks.
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Me too, although I could have done without the broken spine. But no one wore a helmet to ride their bike and our bikes were second or third or fourth hand and no one who knew anything about them would have allowed them on the road. When we wanted company, we walked down the street and knocked. It was real freedom.
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the mobile phone, Marilyn, how we monitor these days rather than let live. When are you going to tell us the story of your first prom dance, the great gigs you attended, the men you sent packing, have a great day, thanks for the memory
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I have a secret cell phone. It’s turned off, lives in my bag, and gets used in emergencies. I have enough trouble with endless fake calls or surveys on my regular phone. Why would I want MORE of that drivel? I don’t understand why anyone wants it.
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dead right, Marilyn, what are they filling the heads with, enjoy Halloween, amen
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