Cincinnati's Sunlite Pool and broke his foot...on the big rubber safety matte they put at the bottom of the pool to keep kids from getting hurt.
You can't write stuff like this!
Posted on 07/22/2008 11:55:31 AM PDT by Alouette
1. Played baseball un-supervised, no helmets.
2. Bicycles without helmets.
3. Roller skates without knee-elbow pads, helmets.
4. Swimming in pre-EPA rivers.
5. Ice skating/hockey on somewhat frozen ponds, no helmets.
I've got two feet
From my knees to the ground
And when I move them
I walk around
And when I lift them
I climb the stairs
And when I shave them
They ain't got hairs
Sorry, I couldn't resist
In New York City, the alligators are assumed...
There was nothing wrong with sand. But boo whooo, it got in little johnny's eyes and little Jimmy ate it, presumably after the neighbors cat buried it's poo in it.
I don't recall anyone dying from it from the 1900's- up till the time I was born,(50's) and in the 60's and 70's that followed.
After that, it was pea gravel, but skinned knee's became the next cause of little Johnny's tears.
Then of course, steal play structures caused little Johnny to bruise his head, so wood was used instead, then little johnny ate the wood, and began to pee the bed.
It never ends. Perhaps liberals should keep their kids indoors, and leave other kids to play.
[we lived in a shoebox]
You had a shoebox??? We lived under some tar paper and had to get up at 3am to beat the garbage truck pickup to find food.
We used to get the used asbestos they removed from buildings to play with in our sandbox. Sometimes, they threw in some fiberglass insulation material to make it more interesting.
It was really fun.
Right.
Sorry.
My bad!
Sout [sic] side of Chicago. We were so poor we had to make our own from scratch.
We lived in a dumpster behind KFC. We never had to chase the garbage truck, but we had to get up early to climb out when the trucks came to clean and empty our home. We sure never wanted for food.
I remember discovering that shot shells placed in that little tie down loop on the forks of my balloon tired bike made a good shot shell holder for those BB gun practice shooting days.
Back in the day, cops never batted an eye to any kid carrying around a pellet gun, or even a shot gun if you were 14 years old.
At 16, we kept a shot gun in the locker at school to take duck hunting after school.
Now a 4 year old playing with a pink cap gun causes alarm and deployments of swat teams.
You can't write stuff like this!
Hey that's were i was a kid. Aunt Sally's raspberry farm was our turf.
Our friend’s dad bulldozed a huge swath of the forest behind their house, built a backstop, and it was our baseball and football field. I don’t remember seeing an adult down there, ever! Baseball, football, BB guns and mini bikes. No adults allowed. That’s why I turned out so normal! :)
[single greased pole]
Man, you kid’s had it easy, we had a single strand of barbed wire hanging over a boiling tar pit.
Whiner.
Children should be wearing shoes at a playground or at any other public place. Who knows what is on the ground or what they can step on. Also, I install these mats and can tell you that they are very expensive. They do cut down on injuries and lessen the shock to young bones and joints.
The reason they are black is, I would assume, is aesthetic, mainly because they are not intended to ever be seen. I have never seen just black mats. We always put a light mulch over them usually 4 inches but dependent mainly on the type of mulch used. I think the smart schools, playgrounds etc. just use mulch and nothing else. In my experience, sand is a no-no. It quickly becomes cat poo and where there are kids, they are going to throw sand. The school is quickly filled with kids with eye injuries, sand and cat poo. :)
These posts are hysterical...but this begs the question...plant some dang trees for shade!!!??
You had a shoebox??? We lived under some tar paper and had to get up at 3am to beat the garbage truck pickup to find food.
Well, yeah, we used to awake at four am to sweep the streets before hiking 35 miles uphill to school with a 400 pound ruck sack filled with rocks to improve stamina (according to dear old dad).
You had a garbage truck deliver food!! Why we had to dive for duck droppings in the lake...and we were THANKFUL!
My kids’ playground flooring is made up of used, cut up tires....going green don’t you know.
Problem is they come up with black shoes, socks and feet.
We had cool soft soothing mud puddles. Or hard red clay depending on the weather.
Let ‘em play midnight basket ball. Its cooler then./sarc
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