Posted on 09/14/2015 12:46:42 PM PDT by Zakeet
Step on a crack, break your mother's back. Mama says "Ouch!"
Roller skates was even more fun and noisy!!
I'd say we were professional riders at a very young age.
In 1966. my 2 year old brother was unattended for a couple minutes in my mom’s running car. He slipped it into reverse and drove out the driveway.
The open door was removed when it hit the house and then he proceeded to drive over my tricycle.
I don't cotton to this sissifying of today's young people! When I was a kid, we would ride our tricycle down the side of a 10 story building and land with our spines severed. we got up and dusted ourselves off and replaced our spine, hell it might have been my friends spine! And do you know why? Because we liked it, that's why! When I was 4 years old I had a job holding machine gun targets, and did I complain, NO!! Because we were tough then!!
Don’t forget the miracle discovery of Bactine! That stuff must have saved millions of lives/limbs in the 70’s.
They had better never come to our cul de sac and watch the antics of the current crop of two and three year olds including making their own jump. Kids are fine but adults best stay out of the street or risk getting run over. LOL
Nothing wrong with that crash. The kid handled it well, obviously understanding the number one rule for anyone on skates or a trike...
“The grass is your friend.”
I was so tough I went straight to a bicycle, trikes were for pussies! lol
It’s actually a dumb design. I got my son a three wheeled scooter when he was two and within a couple of weeks he was riding in circles around kids on tricycles, and he’s never been hurt in hundreds of hours if riding over all kinds of terrain.
The emergency is where people today rush to for a hang nail. I grew up in the 1950’s and I remember when I was 8 pr 9 yrs old I ran in to my Mom and told her I swallowed a nickel ( don’t ask). She said to me it was coming out of my allowance(25 cents per week). I remembrr playing on a construction site in the neighborhood and when I jumped of a low ledge I landed on a boatd with a nail sticking up and it went all the way through my foot and came out through my arch. I rode my bike home with a sneaker full of blood and when I got their and ran in the house crying my Mother ask what happened and when I told her she took off my shoe and I soaked my foot in hot water and epsom salt. It wasn’t until next day the Dr came by (house calls were common in the 50’s) and gave me a tetanus shot.inslso caught Holy hell for getting blood on the floor.
Diffrrent world today. Kid gets hutt first thing parents do is rush to the ER followed by a call to their Attorney.
Sad.
SOCRATES!
You forgot the mandated tricycle training wheels, removed legally only when the child passes a test.
Gotta protect everyone from themselves
Give ‘em all Big Wheels!
Kids today don’t get to enjoy that level of freedom. Riding bikes and skateboarding sans helmets and other protective gear. Using BB guns to shoot at snakes or other varmints. Leaving home in the morning to play at a friend’s house with the only instructions to be home by supper. Yesterday, this was my summer. Today, this would land parents in jail and the kids in Child Protective Services custody. Little wonder we are raising generation after generation of wimps.
I didn’t know #BlackLivesMatter even HAD officials.
HEh. I did the same thing in 1961.
Every Soros funded front group has to in order to keep the lies manageable, the funding source safe and the cattle in the pen. Someone has to guide the hers.
Edit - HERD
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