Zoaring With Glinda

Monday, June 8, 2009

Childhood in the 50's and 6o's.


When I saw this bike in clipart, it immediately brought me back to my childhood. We lived a half-block from a huge park, and there was always something going on. There was a yearly bicycle decorating contest. Kids would weave 'red white and blue' crepe paper in between the spikes of the bicycle wheels. Handlebars, seat, and everything else became our 'art' canvas. There would be a bicycle parade around the park, past the maypole and basketball courts, and by the main building [where we also made lariots and wove baskets] . We continued past the tennis courts which were flooded in winter for ice skating fun, and I can still remember the smell of burning mittens from standing by the barrel of fire where you paused to get warm]. There were swings , slides, and a 6 ft by 6ft concrete sandbox . There was no cover, and I can't remember evidence that cats also enjoyed it too. The center oval football-sized field was where all bikes came together for the winner's ceremony.
There were games of jump rope [daily], SPUD, red rover, mother may I, red light green light, all kinds of tag, hopscotch, jacks, and cards [war, rummie, fish, solitaire, ] and hide and seek. . The giraffe is responding to, "All-ie, all-ie in free!"[ HARD TO BELIEVE HE WASN'T FOUND!]
Kids of different ages played together, and boys and girls even played together in those group games. We knew how to tell time by the distinctive Westminster Chimes that the church's bell tower that 'bonged' every 15 minutes. Kids were kids and no one was rich. Rather, bikes were repainted and recycled.
I went to a retirement party last night and someone was talking about a book that had been written "How Did We Ever Survive Childhood Without a Helmit?"
Much of this is gone, but not forgotten. I don't know if kids today are having as much fun. Technology has taken away some of their "get up and go", and also caused a loss of 'people skills'. It is a very different world now. Kids need people to play with...so, how bout helping to get them out for a bike ride...or bocci ball...tennis...anyone?

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12 Comments:

  • I agree, we need to get kids out into the fresh air, playing with each other...we decorated our bikes too then rode them in the July 4th parade.

    By Blogger Great Grandma Lin, At June 10, 2009 at 6:13 PM  

  • Oh for those carefree days of our youth! We thought they'd never end.... Do I hear someone bursting forth in song?!!
    You were fortunate to live so close to the park growing up.
    Glad you are getting out !
    R.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, At June 10, 2009 at 10:29 PM  

  • Kids here ride on battery operated scooter...I think ours may have been the last great childhood where you were entertained by something without batteries...
    Michelle From Rambling Woods

    By Blogger RamblingWoods2.com, At June 10, 2009 at 11:51 PM  

  • I remember playing JACKS in my parents' front porch a lot. Strange that my kids never took it up.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, At June 11, 2009 at 1:54 PM  

  • Yes, I was the best of times and we didn't know it. I was one of seven and we shared everything. I got my brothers hand me down bikes at the age of six and not until I was 12 did I get my own beautiful aqua "Rollfast" bike. I though I was a queen and I rode the tires off the thing. Thanks for some great memories.
    MOW

    By Anonymous Anonymous, At June 11, 2009 at 2:52 PM  

  • I think children these days have a lot of sructured activities.
    When we were kids, we had so much freedom.
    Times change, hopefully we'll still have a lot of creative people coming up from the ranks to replace the ones that are gone!
    Thanks Mare, you made me remember my first bike, sky blue two wheeler!

    By Blogger Peggy, At June 11, 2009 at 5:27 PM  

  • That brings back memories. As kids we rode around the neighborhood for hours and hours. I can't even remember the last time I saw a kid on a bike in our Los Angeles neighborhood. How sad is that!

    By Blogger Joanna Jenkins, At June 11, 2009 at 11:35 PM  

  • I remember, too, those carefree days. Childhood seemed so much sweeter then. But as I watch my grandchildren play, I still see that free spirit. Maybe it's just different, not worse. I hope so.

    By Blogger Linda Reeder, At June 12, 2009 at 1:23 AM  

  • Those really were the good ol' days. My brother was over here today and we were just talking about that. Sigh...

    By Blogger Kay, At June 12, 2009 at 2:28 AM  

  • Mare,
    It was a different world, wasn't it?
    Our childhood was simple, safe and secure. And we wouldn't have bothered asking for new toys or gadgets except for at Christmas or one's birthday. Nowadays, parents seem to always buy their kids me things!
    LR

    By Anonymous Anonymous, At June 12, 2009 at 3:39 AM  

  • Thanks for the stroll down memory lane, I love it. Those were the "good old days". I remember those days fondly, they always bring a smile to my face, thanks again.

    Have a nice weekend.

    By Blogger dellgirl, At June 13, 2009 at 2:28 AM  

  • The flood of memories that this post brings has completely drowned out all thoughts of work.

    I remember bikes and pogo sticks and rollerskates... dodgeball, jumprope and red rover.

    I remember walking to the candy shop for walnettos, licorice pipes, wax bottles of juice and little coconut watermelon slices... a penny a piece.

    I remember walking to the movies, which cost a dime, on Saturdays and eating HUGE ice cream cones afterwards. We'd stop and play hide n' seek in the fields on the way home... be gone for hours... and my parents would never worry.

    I still play jacks with my daughter and sisters-in-law. My kids are adults and they still play night games when we have reunions... they've taught some of their favorites to the next generation so "kick the can" and "ghosts in the graveyard" are among those that are still played by the children in our family.

    The sad thing is that my grandson's have "Pets" that are computer generated. They give them baths and feed them and take them for walks (and clean up when they poop)... all on the computer. Is that just plain wierd, or what? It's not the way I somehow like to think of a "boy and his dog"...

    Anyway... another great post, Mare. See? I told you I got lost in the memories this post evoked.

    By Blogger wispy willow, At June 13, 2009 at 5:10 PM  

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