What do you miss about your childhood?

Me Too...



Cheers Glen.

 

Not having so many responsibilites...Summers doing what ever I wanted to.

 

I miss the innocent simplicity of it all. The certainty that everything that needed to happen would happen without your having to make it happen. The joy of new discoveries. The lack of responsibilities.

Most of all I miss the unconditional love of my grandmothers.

 

My Grandparents. School, and old friends. No panic and concern of money.

 

Having money in your pocket

 

I don't recall.......

 

oh yes! I remember when me and my brother kept money in our sock, then one day it was missing, we investigated and found out that our mom took our money...

 

only believing my penis was for peeing

made life simpler.

 

When I had nothing to worry about

 

I also miss being able to skip down the road without feeling self-conscious about it. Being able to buy comics without worrying what anybody would think of me if they knew. And happily buying the cheapest sweets in the shop, because that way you got more sweets for your pocket money.

 

and using it just about anywhere without caring whether someone see's or not

i can remember just peeing in the parking lot at the mall when i had too..with my mom "guarding" lol...do that now and ill get arrested

 

When I was 5-6 I had to go to the bathroom really bad and we were stuck in traffic so my parents suggested I go out the window. Even at that age I wouldn't do it.

 

Presents

 

1.00 bought me a huge home made-like hamburger=30c,a chocolate milkshake(real milk shake)=30c,4 candy bars and a pack of sunflower seeds=25 c, and 12c to go to the movies. Oh boy--3 cents left. 3 pieces 'a bubble gum. Nice little Saturday afternoon.

 

I miss the Summers and having the opportunity to spend the entire day in the woods just dreaming if I wanted to.

 

i miss my feet not hurting as i walk on the pebbles of a beach...

 

I miss my first job when I was 7 or 8. Went like this=Sir/mam,would you like us to knock all the wasp nests down in your yard and under your eaves for a dime. Usually="why yes,that would be nice". Sometimes="ah,you kids are crazy-get outta here". So,when "hired" my friend Richard and I would take our trusty paddles,smack a nest and stand right in there and whack at 'em as they buzzed us and occasionally stung us. Then,move on to the next one and repeat. BBs were a nickel a tube,so we were set for nests up under the eaves or in trees.

Part 2,The present.Sometimes when pulling roofing off,wasps come boiling out lookin' for some action and my kids could never understand (and still don't) why I stood there and swatted at 'em while they piled down the ladder!! Yeah, it hurts to get stung,but it sure brings back memories of a simpler time. So it goes.

 

I miss the good old times with my grandma and grandpop

 

The music. Old school reggae 90's

 

.10 movies, .05 cokes, my bike