I'm reminding myself of some childhood moments, back when the times were a bit different over here; because we've lived in 1950s up until year 2000; when we suddenly adsorbed ALL the "brave new" lifestyle: computers, reality-TV, no such thing as health and safety or children’s rights.
We were taught discipline at home.
I grew up in a much safer environment than we can ever imagine these days. Children were able to enjoy the freedom of outdoor life. We played lots of rough-and-tumble games, got dirty and fell out of trees. We were more free, I suppose - and less scared.
While I'm still day-dreaming about time-gone-by
I'll let you read a story:
If someone I fancied called me
a "crude mediocre"
I doubt he'd be my sweetheart.
But if someone jumped in a fire for me?!
Women in these feature strong sense of fashion, but a bleak capability of picking situations.
There was something cosy about growing up in the last decade in which most children retained their childish innocence to the age of 12 or 13 and enjoyed a carefree life full of fun and games. The stresses of adolescence and then adult life could wait.
We were lucky.