We are raising a group of kids that are very soft I read an article about them stopping the kids from playing TAG at recess because they may hit too hard [football is already a no no] they don't go outside much cause it is too hot Kids are suppose to get bumps and bruises it is part of growing up . . . . At this point . .. seems like all kids will be bubble boys insulated from the world and reality just give them another video game I'm not sure I like it Rocket River
I agree, I can't stand little sissy ass kids. From what I see, most parents baby their kids to freaking death. It's disgusting.
I completely agree with RR. My girlfriend babysits this 3 yr. old boy and she is constantly babying him if he falls down, bumps his head, or is scared. I keep telling her let him be a boy and stop babying him everytime he falls down or something small irritates him. That's why he cries and whines all the time now. I told her that when he starts school he is going to be one of those kids that gets their lunch money stolen and is doing everybody else's homework.
Kids being fully padded when they ride their bike down the subdivision sidewalk kills me. When I was their age I would have done a tabletop onto their face.
My church used to have a day school in it that a lot of my friends used to work in. There was nothing more fun than showing up when they were in the gym and going "bowling" with big 3 foot diameter balls. I got yelled at and told to leave several times.
It's not just kids, society is soft. Funny e-mail I got about todays kids. TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !! First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chatrooms.......... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them! Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them!CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good. and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
Nice post Brad. Totally reminds me of my childhood. We would ride our bikes everywhere, and go out for hours playing with other kids, made up games, played ball - all of that stuff. And my parents never worried. They knew that I would be home for dinner. I look at my girlfriends kids and they really dont like going outside that much. One plays video games non stop. The other just kind of bounces around the room. They will go outside for a little while to ride bikes, but my girlfriend is always out there with them.
Agreed...Hell, even my ex does this...Let him grow up and learn how to deal with conflict, bullies, etc...
I think some of this depends on where you are growing up... Outside the suburbs, it's not nearly as bad as you guys are talking about. Most of the kids I knew had chores before school, had paintball fights, roman candle wars (hmm maybe safety glasses would have been a good idea) finding the biggest hill we could, and rolling whatever plywood death machine we built that week down. The only broken bone I ever had was from a nerf football... go figure.
My daughter this last year was getting bullied by an older boy on the bus. Seems the boy only picked on the kindergarteners. I told her to either tell the bully off, throw the object back at him that he threw at her or organize a group of kindergarteners against him. My wife scolded me for inciting violence. I said that whenever I was picked on, I always fought back with either my wits or my muscles. Even if I took a few wounds, there was never usually another attack. Bullies prey on the weak, and even if you are physically weak, you don't have to be mentally weak.
When I came in the house . . cause someone was bullying me. My mom . . .Walked be back out there to confront the bully and I WAS NOT GOING TO PUNK OUT OR GET MY BUTT KICKED IN FRONT OF MY MOM!!! [Cause that would be 2 whippings for the day] Rocket River I'm not violent. . but I know sometimes u gotta stand up to folx
