I am so glad that my grandchildren can't wait to get outside -- but we don't have the video games at our house -- we have swings and a garden -- alot more fun
Kids - and their parents - should get involved in geocaching!! Geocaching is a high-tech treasure! It will take them outdoors to explore historic and scenic areas, while providing fun exercise and challenges with puzzles and riddles. It is an 'everyone' hobby/sport!
My husband and I are teaching a Geocaching 101 course at Genesee Community College through The BEST Center in late May. If you are interested in learning more about geocaching, please visit www.Geocaching.com. If you would like more information on the classes, please visit www.bestcenter.org.
You can always visit our website, www.AUgeocachers.com, to read about our caching adventures! We are also on Twitter and Facebook... just visit the 'Contact Us' page on our website to follow us!
I can remember not being allowed in the house if it was nice outside. We could come back in for the bathroom or for something to eat or drink. Other than that we had to "GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY!" I now wonder what my mother was up to while we were out. Probably SLEEPING!
Doug, that's exactly how it was at my house! When the weather was nice, which is to say most of the time in San Diego, kids were told to "Go outside and play." On school days, I had to do my homework beforehand. I could come in to go the bathroom or get a drink of water, but that was it.
I was an only child and I was very imaginative, playing lots of "pretend" stuff, like pirates or house. Me and my friends rode bikes, jumped rope, played hopscotch, tag and hide-and-seek, etc.
And if I wanted a snack, I had to ask for one, I couldn't just ransack the cupboards or the fridge. If it was close to dinner time, no snack. And when I got one it was something like a banana or apple, a popsicle, or peanut butter crackers. I'll have to say I sometimes got to enjoy the sugar-loaded Kool-Aid or Tang but not often soda pop.
We had a black and white TV until I was 10 and there were three channels -- 6, 8 and 10. It was during an ancient time, when lots of people watched the same shows, at the same time, on the same channel. Thus, if one were to walk down the street in the evening you could typically hear some of the same shows on people's TVs -- such as Gunsmoke, the Jackie Gleason Show, Disney's Wonderful World of Color, or 60 minutes, which miraculously is still on the air.
A simpler time, in hindsight rather quaint. Kids seemed to get to be kids for longer. I grew up in suburbia. I can only imagine how wholesome it must have been to grow up in a rural area. If you did, lucky you!
I wish everyone could have childhoods like I did. We also played outside all day, every day. We had our bikes, but really didn't play a lot with toys outside. We jumped off the neighbor's garage roof, marking our landing with sticks and tried to outdo each other. Who ever heard of shin splints. Walk it off!
And who didn't want to open the new can of coffee? I'd wind that key until I couldn't wind anymore, sometimes losing my grip and having that raw metal spiral spring right open. Yikes!
A chunk of pork fat rendering down in the cast iron skillet on the stove was soooo good! And a good dessert sometimes was just bread, butter, and sugar.
Billie, I remember our first color TV set. It was a space-age looking, tiny, white Toshiba. I think we got it when I was in 5th or 6th grade. Gilligan's Island was on after school and I could not wait to be able to watch it in color.
I grew up in Tyre, NY (4 miles north of Seneca Falls) and it was fairly rural. We had horses, chickens, cats and dogs. My grampa had a small dairy in Savannah, NY on Wilsey Rd. I used to spend hours building hay forts and helping with the cows. The hay forts pissed grampa right off but he got over it and life went on. Fresh, unpasteurized milk was always on the menu.
When SNL started airing, I couldn't wait to be able to watch "the killer bees, samurai Futaba and the ever loved land shark." Many nights I stayed up late (school nights) to watch the Johnny Carson show. In my senior year of HS, I was a little late for school on one day because I was watching the first space shuttle launch. I can remember being hauled out of a grade school classroom at Frank Knight Elementary in Seneca Falls to watch one of the rocket launches to the moon, in the gymnasium.
I can remember having to recite the pledge of allegiance every morning...all the kids stood next to their desk, placed their right hand over their heart and belted out the pledge whilst gazing at the flag...and the girl with the long hair one desk over. The world was a better place IMO but maybe that's how we all remember our own generation.
We had two ways of always knowing what time to come home in Oakfield since we were outside all day. At 5:30 the Presbyterian church bells rang and at 6:00 the fire siren rang once. Depending on your dinner time, that's when you went home. They were our early text messages.
Back in the day...if you were in the house, you were being punished for something. Baseball was my thing. Little League, Babe Ruth, the city parks league, or just a pick-up game with friends. We had a couple of spots out in the woods, one was just an open spot in the "pines",the other was an actual fort that we built. It even had a second floor, and a pot belly stove for the winters. We would sleep out on hot summer nights at one or the other spots. Campfire....roasted corn...potatoes...quarts of pop...cookies, and a least a dozen donuts from Pellegrino's Bakery!! Hunting behind George's Dairy on Oak Street, bike out to Spring Creek on Bank Street Road for some fishing. If you didn't want to go that far...fish at the sand wash on Cedar Street. Football Games on the muck..nice and soft...dirty, but nice and soft. Working on bicycles...remember the clothes pins and the baseball cards? Cooooool!!
From all that I have seen the past few years, these kids don't know what they are missing. Today if it doesn't ring, play a song, vibrate, or it doesn't involve using your thumbs, have a little screen, or sitting in front of the TV for hours at a time, they don't know what it is. I'm glad I grew up when I did. Long live the 50's and 60's!!!
I am so glad that my
I am so glad that my grandchildren can't wait to get outside -- but we don't have the video games at our house -- we have swings and a garden -- alot more fun
Psh. You can garden and
Psh. You can garden and swing on the Wii.
Just not in my back yard!!
Just not in my back yard!!
Kids - and their parents -
Kids - and their parents - should get involved in geocaching!! Geocaching is a high-tech treasure! It will take them outdoors to explore historic and scenic areas, while providing fun exercise and challenges with puzzles and riddles. It is an 'everyone' hobby/sport!
My husband and I are teaching a Geocaching 101 course at Genesee Community College through The BEST Center in late May. If you are interested in learning more about geocaching, please visit www.Geocaching.com. If you would like more information on the classes, please visit www.bestcenter.org.
You can always visit our website, www.AUgeocachers.com, to read about our caching adventures! We are also on Twitter and Facebook... just visit the 'Contact Us' page on our website to follow us!
I can remember not being
I can remember not being allowed in the house if it was nice outside. We could come back in for the bathroom or for something to eat or drink. Other than that we had to "GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY!" I now wonder what my mother was up to while we were out. Probably SLEEPING!
Doug, that's exactly how it
Doug, that's exactly how it was at my house! When the weather was nice, which is to say most of the time in San Diego, kids were told to "Go outside and play." On school days, I had to do my homework beforehand. I could come in to go the bathroom or get a drink of water, but that was it.
I was an only child and I was very imaginative, playing lots of "pretend" stuff, like pirates or house. Me and my friends rode bikes, jumped rope, played hopscotch, tag and hide-and-seek, etc.
And if I wanted a snack, I had to ask for one, I couldn't just ransack the cupboards or the fridge. If it was close to dinner time, no snack. And when I got one it was something like a banana or apple, a popsicle, or peanut butter crackers. I'll have to say I sometimes got to enjoy the sugar-loaded Kool-Aid or Tang but not often soda pop.
We had a black and white TV until I was 10 and there were three channels -- 6, 8 and 10. It was during an ancient time, when lots of people watched the same shows, at the same time, on the same channel. Thus, if one were to walk down the street in the evening you could typically hear some of the same shows on people's TVs -- such as Gunsmoke, the Jackie Gleason Show, Disney's Wonderful World of Color, or 60 minutes, which miraculously is still on the air.
A simpler time, in hindsight rather quaint. Kids seemed to get to be kids for longer. I grew up in suburbia. I can only imagine how wholesome it must have been to grow up in a rural area. If you did, lucky you!
I wish everyone could have
I wish everyone could have childhoods like I did. We also played outside all day, every day. We had our bikes, but really didn't play a lot with toys outside. We jumped off the neighbor's garage roof, marking our landing with sticks and tried to outdo each other. Who ever heard of shin splints. Walk it off!
And who didn't want to open the new can of coffee? I'd wind that key until I couldn't wind anymore, sometimes losing my grip and having that raw metal spiral spring right open. Yikes!
A chunk of pork fat rendering down in the cast iron skillet on the stove was soooo good! And a good dessert sometimes was just bread, butter, and sugar.
Billie, I remember our first
Billie, I remember our first color TV set. It was a space-age looking, tiny, white Toshiba. I think we got it when I was in 5th or 6th grade. Gilligan's Island was on after school and I could not wait to be able to watch it in color.
I grew up in Tyre, NY (4 miles north of Seneca Falls) and it was fairly rural. We had horses, chickens, cats and dogs. My grampa had a small dairy in Savannah, NY on Wilsey Rd. I used to spend hours building hay forts and helping with the cows. The hay forts pissed grampa right off but he got over it and life went on. Fresh, unpasteurized milk was always on the menu.
When SNL started airing, I couldn't wait to be able to watch "the killer bees, samurai Futaba and the ever loved land shark." Many nights I stayed up late (school nights) to watch the Johnny Carson show. In my senior year of HS, I was a little late for school on one day because I was watching the first space shuttle launch. I can remember being hauled out of a grade school classroom at Frank Knight Elementary in Seneca Falls to watch one of the rocket launches to the moon, in the gymnasium.
I can remember having to recite the pledge of allegiance every morning...all the kids stood next to their desk, placed their right hand over their heart and belted out the pledge whilst gazing at the flag...and the girl with the long hair one desk over. The world was a better place IMO but maybe that's how we all remember our own generation.
Ah the memories, our first
Ah the memories, our first color TV was a 19" zenith in 1966, a large screen in those days.
And a great year to start
Batman., Star Trek, Mission Impossible, the Monkees, The Green Hornet.......
And seeing the newlywed game through windows as I walkd home from school
And Lori, I thought I was the only kid that volunteered to open cans of coffee or SPAM in those days so I could use the cool key
We had two ways of always
We had two ways of always knowing what time to come home in Oakfield since we were outside all day. At 5:30 the Presbyterian church bells rang and at 6:00 the fire siren rang once. Depending on your dinner time, that's when you went home. They were our early text messages.
Back in the day...if you were
Back in the day...if you were in the house, you were being punished for something. Baseball was my thing. Little League, Babe Ruth, the city parks league, or just a pick-up game with friends. We had a couple of spots out in the woods, one was just an open spot in the "pines",the other was an actual fort that we built. It even had a second floor, and a pot belly stove for the winters. We would sleep out on hot summer nights at one or the other spots. Campfire....roasted corn...potatoes...quarts of pop...cookies, and a least a dozen donuts from Pellegrino's Bakery!! Hunting behind George's Dairy on Oak Street, bike out to Spring Creek on Bank Street Road for some fishing. If you didn't want to go that far...fish at the sand wash on Cedar Street. Football Games on the muck..nice and soft...dirty, but nice and soft. Working on bicycles...remember the clothes pins and the baseball cards? Cooooool!!
From all that I have seen the past few years, these kids don't know what they are missing. Today if it doesn't ring, play a song, vibrate, or it doesn't involve using your thumbs, have a little screen, or sitting in front of the TV for hours at a time, they don't know what it is. I'm glad I grew up when I did. Long live the 50's and 60's!!!