That makes a lot of sense. When I was a girl growing up in the late sixties and seventies, I would come home from school, have a snack and do some homework, then go outside and play until dinner. We weren’t supervised at all times.
Exactly!
You and your generation weren’t raised to be protected and have your hand held at all times. You learned that actions have consequences and learned that being stupid can get you hurt and in trouble. Parents understood that their kids could NOT afford to be sheltered from the ugliness of the world and had to be prepared as early as possible, within reasonable boundaries. It wasn’t just explained that getting into a car with a weirdo was bad, but DANGEROUS and it was DRILLED.
I’m utterly aghast at how so many kids are blithely going through life, basically thinking that a safe space will always be waiting for them, as if they’re entitled to a safe space.