[Prodigal Son]

The one mother:

She would not allow her daughter on the giant slide she loved as a girl.

I can only shake my head at this. How's your kid going to learn to fend for itself if you won't even let it play in the same manner that you did when you were its age?

We were like little animals when we played as children. The monkey bar fights were probably the tamest thing we would ever do. Great fun- great for improving your grip. Everything else was invariably some form of war involving projectiles, escape and evasion etc. You can't learn to dodge a hurtling rock until you have a few "hurtled" at you.

Ach well, useless to complain.

[ElectricRook]

Everything else was invariably some form of war involving projectiles, escape and evasion etc.

Thanks to the Facist Mommies, today's generation of "Cannon Fodder" will have no idea that "Kill the poor enemy bastard" is the objective, nor how to do it.

In my time, it was dirt clod fights with weed bombs. Weed bombs were a hand full of field weeds with the dirt/rocks attached to the roots. Weed bombs had the advantage of a handle, similar to a German "grenade stick".

[StriperSniper]

Everything else was invariably some form of war involving projectiles

"You'll put somebody's eye out doing that!!!"

[mtbopfuyn]

After all these years I still have nightmares over an emergency room visit when mine tripped on a cushy flooring and bashed her head open to the skull at one of those "safe" playgrounds. On the other hand, at 20 mos. she had a blast climbing steep rickety steps by herself to the top of a hill and sliding down an old giant metal slide all the way down to the bottom without one boo-boo at an old "unsafe" playground.

[Sweet_Sunflower29]

You can't learn to dodge a hurtling rock until you have a few "hurtled" at you.

When my son Joshua was 5, he ran in front of a swing; paying no attention to the fact that someone was using that swing; he then required a trip to the emergency room where it took 6 staples to close the gaping wound in his head.

He is now quite aware of the consequences, and thus pays careful attention when walking in front of moving objects.

[Ben Chad]

We were like little animals when we played as children. The monkey bar fights were probably the tamest thing we would ever do. Great fun- great for improving your grip. Everything else was invariably some form of war involving projectiles, escape and evasion etc. You can't learn to dodge a hurtling rock until you have a few "hurtled" at you.

Us too. Once I got hit by a rock just above the eye that caused a gusher. When I came running home crying, my mom nearly died. I felt sorry for the older boy who threw the rock. After we returned home from the hospital, his mom caught hell like the scene in Christmas Story after Ralph uttered the F word. LOL

[7DayRepo]

I can only shake my head at this. How's your kid going to learn to fend for itself if you won't even let it play in the same manner that you did when you were its age?

A feminized society like ours tends rapidly to a state of helpless cowardice.

[Arthur Wildfire! March]

Maybe we could have 'sound affects' playgrounds. The kids can push buttons and hear sounds. Or would that be too dangerous?