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Friday 24 April 2015

We, the Blessed Ones - People born between 1940 and 1980




We are the Blessed Ones

People born between 1940 and 1980

We are not special, but...HOW DID WE SURVIVE...??


Stes de Necker


While playing and riding bicycle, we never bothered to wear helmets.
We used to create our own toys and play with them.
After school time we played until its dusk but never watched the world (TV) by locking ourselves up in a room.
We played “King of the Hill” on piles of sand left on vacant building sites and when we got hurt, mum pulled out the 2/6p bottle of iodine and then we got our backside spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of antibiotics and then mum calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of sand where it was such a threat.
And when we did fell ill, we never had to be carted to the doctor’s surgery in a blanket; the doctor was still prepared to come to our parent’s house when called.
We played only with our real friends, not with ‘NET’ friends.
We never used to share our emotions just by emoticons in mobile phones.
We used to listen to the truth and voice of our conscience and used to write those things only in the letters and we never used to change our words.
If we ever felt thirsty, we used to drink tap water but never searched for bottled water.
We never got ill even after sharing the same juice with four friends.
My mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, and none of us ever got .Coli.
We were never put on weight even after eating plate full of sweets and rice every day.
Nothing happened to our feet even after roaming bare foot. We risked permanent injury walking bare foot instead of having to wear cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a small car. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Oh yeah ... And where was the antibiotics and sterilisation kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We never used any health supplements to keep ourselves healthy.
We never had cell phones, DVDs, Play stations, XBoxes, video games, Personal computers, internet, but we had many real friends.
We used to visit our friend's home uncalled and enjoyed food with them. We never had to call them and ask their permission to visit their home.
Relatives were near to us so our hearts and souls were happy. We never even thought about insurance policies.
Our parents were not rich; they never ran behind money and wealth. They just searched for and gave only love.. not any worldly materials.
We stayed nearby to them so that they can communicate with us. Just one word by them was enough to communicate. We never required any mobile phones to communicate with them.
 To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?
We may have been in Black and White photos but we could find good and colourful memories in those photos.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or at the beach instead of a pristine swimming pool.   
We got the cane for doing something wrong at school, they used to call it discipline yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour & respect those older than us.
We had 30+ kids in our class and we all learned to read and write, do maths and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically correct letter.
We all said prayers in school and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We also learnt our time-tables by reciting them every day.
We are a unique and the most understanding generation, because we are the last generation who listened to their parents and the first which have to listen to their children.
We are not special, but...


HOW DID WE SURVIVE...??

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