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I remember Clackers. These colored glass type balls on either end of a string. You flicked it back and forth and made them "clack". They pulled the because apparently you could put an eye out. Funny the stuff we bought back then. A piece of string with a ball on either end. I got hurt with those alot! I let my little sis play with em of course!  Can't you just hear kids NOW days though. They go back to school after Christmas and are asked, "what did you get for Christmas?" Can you even imagine a time when that answer would be "oh...a string with two glass balls on either end"
No Way!!! That would not fly with my kids- or any others I know for that matter!
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Yeah, imagine that! A time where you could buy a toy for a kid that didn't require electricity, didn't require the internet, and didn't cost a couple hundred bucks! Shocking!
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We had more fun rolling down hills in someone's refrigerator box than just about anything store bought.
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We had more fun rolling down hills in someone's refrigerator box than just about anything store bought. We played together as kids? Cool!!!!!!!!!! |
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Macrame'.
Even back then, it was basically for hippies and bored convicts. These days, it's back in a small way, and it's regained a little bit of dignity by being renamed, "knotting". |
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And mud...holy cow. A good rain and we were entertained for the rest of the day!
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Yeah, imagine that! A time where you could buy a toy for a kid that didn't require electricity, didn't require the internet, and didn't cost a couple hundred bucks! Shocking! Nowadays the little ones get mad if their 400 dollar electric car doesn't come with a cell phone... |
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Just playing OUTSIDE. No body plays outside any more. They're inside, online, or in front of the t.v. We were GONE, from sun up til sun down...on our bikes, playing dodgeball or swinging on someone's swing set. Parents could hardly get us to sit down long enough to eat.
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Yup. We fell down, scraped our elbows, bruised our knees, maybe even sprained or broke an arm or something. In most cases, we got up, dusted ourselves off, and kept on playing. We didn't go screaming to our parents to enact a helmet law.
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Edited by
justme659
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Sun 07/05/09 10:04 AM
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What about those paper records on the backs of cerial boxes?? How they bent and the arm of the record player looked like a rollercoaser ride.
OH and could you ever imagine a girl playing with paper dolls? |
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What about those paper records on the backs of cerial boxes?? How they bent and the arm of the record player looked like a rollercoaser ride. I remember those.
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We had more fun rolling down hills in someone's refrigerator box than just about anything store bought. My friend ripped her butt open sledding down a hill on a refrigerator box. She had to have stitches and sit on a donut pillow at school for weeks! Good times!
I still get those boxes for my kids. They make excellent forts for inside or out. No box right now, but I do have 2 tarps wrapped around our swingset serving as "the coolest fort ever". This is from an 11 year old. I think I might have done my duty teaching her it's fun to play without fancy electronics or high priced toys. |
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Oh but we didn't BUY the paper dolls. My Mother handed me the old Sears catalog and a pair of scissors. I could make an entire family for free.
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Oh yes Heather! Or an old bedspread draped over the backs of the kitchen chairs for a tent. Did this every week when Mother mopped the kitchen floor!
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Oh man...before I discovered my Dad's porn drawer...I had to make due with my sister's paper dolls...
Don't look at me that way! They were hawt! |
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My sister had one of those stupid "Mystery Date" games.
Retarded. |
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OR Operation.
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OR Operation.
Oh, yeah! The big red nose would light up like neon, with a big noise that made you jump out of your skin. "BZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!!!! YOU F*CKED UP!!" 
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 Funny, I don't recall my version saying THAT! Must've been the midwest version.
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Those fuzz covered after a day, never stuck to anything, Wacky Wall Crawlers.
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