When I was 8 years old, I would walk twice a week to my swimming lessons. It was 2 1/2 miles and the pond was located in the middle of the woods. If I didn’t walk, I didn’t learn how to swim. Both parents worked!
These were the times when a village brought up a child. Everyone in town knew everyone. You could just feel the eyes on you as you walked down the street!
I’m appalled at how our world has changed and you have to fear allowing your kids out alone.
11 years old should be old enough to attend a 7 year old. I babysat at 11. How times have changed - now you have to be at least 13 and CPR certified. lol
NANNY STATE
I was born in ‘67. I don’t think any of us kids were home during the summer until dark - and out the door first thing when it was light. Unless it was game night and then we’d be at the fields playing baseball (as opposed to communist kickball that’s being foisted on kids now).
I was four years old the first time I went trick-or-treating. My guardian? My older brother. He was seven years old. We went all over the place.
I was four years old the first time I went trick-or-treating. My guardian? My older brother. He was seven years old. We went all over the place.
These people are nuts!
Nanny State PING!
bfl
Geez Louise, I hate it when I can’t figure out what state it’s in.
For God’s sake, an 11 year old? You can’t send the 11 year old down to tha quikie mart to get your juice for your gin n juice anymore? With a note so the clerk will sell’em your cigarettes? Children are supposed to help out. When would that child be permitted to walk down to the Papa Johns n’ get the pizza? When they’re 12? 16? 18? 21? Are they allowed to walk home from school? Silly crap. And all based on the extremely rare event where a kid tragically gets napped.