Like pushing the car to make it start, helping do laundry in tubs, wearing second hand clothes, ect...! PLEASE no NEGATIVE responses, we all had them but lets bury them or keep them to ourselves. This is not the place to vent about horrible things that happened in your past.
2007-07-30 01:16:00 · 12 answers · asked by ndnquah 6 in Society & Culture ➔ Cultures & Groups ➔ Senior Citizens
I had a GREAT kidhood...up and through today.. I am still a kid at heart. We always seemed to get more than we deserved, always seemed to think it could have been better, but it could not have been. It is the kid's job to want more, it is the parent's job to say Less! ( I have kept this very brief, considering your other question today)
2007-07-30 05:15:19 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 3⤊ 0⤋
We lived on a small farm with no running water, bathroom, electricity etc. Saturday night was bath night. The universal wash tub, bodies, cloths, etc, Was placed before the wood stove in the kitchen. Pots of water heating on the stove. Chairs draped with blankets ringed around the tub. The first, oldest, of the kids was the lucky one. She got to get in first. By the time the fourth one got in it was an exercise in futility. Fortunately he was still too young to go to school. Had he gone I am sure his nick name would have been Stinky. Oh, I was second oldest, lucky me!
P.S. Saturday was also laundry day. As the oldest boy I had to hall all the water for both of those attempts at sanitation. Unlucky me!!! Or was it the tub that was the unlucky one?
2007-07-30 10:24:20 · answer #2 · answered by Ray T 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I'm not a senior yet but my family told me lots of things that seem funny. The things that you listed in your question was everyday life for my grandparents. Anyway, my grandmother grew up in the deep woods country surrounded by pine trees and dirt roads and every resident of the community made moonshine. In fact, the community is called Piney Woods. My grandmother told me that one time the pigs got out of the pig pen and went to the liquor still and drank all the corn liquor. The pigs were extremely intoxicated and they didn't have a hard time at all locating them but the thing that was funny is the pigs were to drunk to walk so they had to drag them. Can you imagine dragging a 200 pound drunk pig.
2007-07-30 15:00:28 · answer #3 · answered by Spirit Dancer 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
growing up on a farm and when I was 5 or 6 my Dad make me a
" private place " for us. here He started teaching me the Ancient Ways of our Ancestors. He told me I could go there any time as long as Mom or He knew where I was. with my beagle hound
" Niki " had all kinds of adventures and learning experiences. to this day I can imagine in my memory what the " private place " was like in the woods on a bluff overlooking the Whitewater River. THANK THE GREAT MYSTERY for these memories which can never, ever be taken away.
2007-07-30 08:42:58 · answer #4 · answered by Marvin R 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
Plenty of fun times when I was younger. I'm in the uk so you may not be a fan of what us brits call humour, but I think this was fun.
We lived exactly opposite some friends of ours, and my husband used to sit on our stairs holding a very long piece of copper pipe, which he had filled with tiny balls of play dough. I aimed the pipe, via our letter box at our friends front window. Then he blew ammo out of tube. Friend kept coming to front step to check what is was, but of course couldn't see anyone. My hubby and I would roar with laughter , of course he couldn't see us peeping through our letter box as he stood looking bewildered and it became a regular habit when we wanted a giggle. Our friend had a wonderful sense of humour, we told him it had been us all the time after 6 months or so, and he must have forgiven us, cos we are still mates after 37 years!
You've got some good memories started now.Thank you for the smiles. x
2007-07-30 08:50:27 · answer #5 · answered by ? 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
There were many, many great times. However, the ones that stand out the most in my memory were of the ones when I was very small and my Grandfather would take me by the hand and we would go outside in the evening to say goodnight to Mr. Moon.
2007-07-30 15:47:09 · answer #6 · answered by Cranky 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
3 of us went for a ride one lunch hour in high school--old pickup down a muddy road to see if we could do it. Got half way across and the passenger door flew open (amazing as it would not open) and Pat flew out the door and landed on her back in the mud--she was wearing yellow mohair sweater and skirt---she wailed at the top of her lungs and we made her ride in the back and took her home. Yeah we made it thru the road.
2007-07-30 08:49:05 · answer #7 · answered by lilabner 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
My grandmother would tell me stories about her youth. Her and her sister would race to the outhouse every morning to be the first ones in. ( In the winter I'd go 2nd, seat was warm already!) Well, her sister always beat her, and got to go first, so my grandma would have to wait outside with legs crossed.
The one day she beat her sister in the footrace to the outhouse, she flung the door open to find a porcupine sitting on the thing. LOL. She said she knocked her sister over going back to the house.
2007-07-30 08:20:30 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 3⤊ 0⤋
Well I don't consider myself a senior,(yet), but I remember my father not having any money to feed me and taking me to a local restaurant and putting up on a table to sing and dance. I am such an out of tune singer I believe the owners gave us something to eat just to shut me up!
2007-07-30 08:26:59 · answer #9 · answered by Barbara D 6 · 6⤊ 0⤋
when i was a very young girl and it was legal my dad was a master electrician and had this work pickup truck full of work materials i would crawl up ontop of all the stuff and as dad drove down the road i pretended to be miss america and practiced my little wave. that to me was fun fun fun and hurt no one
2007-07-30 08:21:37 · answer #10 · answered by c504play 4 · 3⤊ 0⤋