what do you miss doing when you was a kid.

[HARDKOREBJ]

kickball at recess

 

[Debbie]

believing in Fairies

 

[Debbie]

and Santa

 

[Mensa]

Willywanker will understand

Lifting up the cute babysitter's skirt. I suppose I could still do it but I suspect she wouldn't find it as cute and harmless anymore.

 

[Debbie]

oops forgot pic!

 

[nasty]

Siple. Just being young. I would CERTAINLY be less shy if I went back.

 

[sexy-girl]

i still am a kid and i still believe in fairies


although i hate having to be a kid that works speaking of which i should be going to work very soon

 

[MissTaken]

Saturday Morning Cartoons!

Now, cartoons are on 30 channels 24 hours per day and my kids have nothing to look forward to on Saturday!

Well, they do seem to enjoy getting up and staying home with their mom!

 

[Chuckus]

Lack of responsibility. Carefree and unburdened by life little nuances.

 

[p_p_man]

The Odeon Cinema Club

Odeon is a cinema chain.

Every Sat morning 10-Noon it had the club.

Mr Johnson the manager coming on stage and leading us with a sing-song, 1 Cartoon, 1 serial (Buck Rogers, Flash Gordon, The Lone Ranger) PLUS 1 full length feature all for 6 old pence (downstairs) and 9 old pence upstairs. Upstairs was better if you could afford it because you could bomb the kids downstairs with ice cream.

I still remember the Odeon Cinema Club song...

"We come along on Saturday morning
Greeting everybody with a smile
We come along on Saturday morning
Knowing it is well worth while
For members of the Odeon Club we all intend to be
Good citizens when we grow up and members of the free
We come along on Saturday morning greeting everybody with a smile..Smile..SMILE!!
Greeting everybody with a smile!"

Sung or shouted with gusto from hundreds of tiny voices watching the little dot dance over the words on the screen if you didn't know the words...

Ahhh! Memories...

 

[SoftPeaches]

I miss hanging out with my little brother most...
making forts out of lawn furniture and blankets,
running for our lives past the "witch's tree" in the woods behind our grandma's house,
drinking koolaid and getting a big red ring around our mouths from doing so,
being stuck cleaning an impossibly dirty bedroom,
having the fire department rescue us from the antenna on the top of the roof,
being rushed to the hospital for dividing a whole bottle of flintstone's vitamins between the both of us..........
Ahh, those misty memories!

 

[willywanker]

Fishing with my grandmother.

I grew up on a farm. Warm summer days when grandpa came over to help Dad on the farm, sometimes Grandma came along and we would go fishing in the farm ponds.

Years later, when I was in my early twentys, several times a took my grandmother fishing at my uncles lake. He had a dock with an umbrella she could sit under as she fished. I'd help her out onto the dock, get her set up, then fish around the bank til she was ready to leave.

She passed away while my firstborn was still in the womb so my girls never got to meet her. Thinking about this bring back fond memories and sadness for days gone by.

 

[TN_Vixen]

I miss

riding Chigger (my pony)
finding turtles & snakes and keeping them temporarily
making cookies with my granny
climbing trees
playing kick-the-can
spending all day at the swimming pool & showing off on the diving board
playing house with my best friend (No, Eric Estrada is MY husband)
going to the skating rink
creating elaborate initiation rites for the neighborhood club
sitting around the living room watching "The Waltons" and "Little House on the Prairie" with my family
sleepovers

 

[Gilly Bean]

I miss the holiday specials they used to show for a few nights before a holiday. Like the peanuts ones, and garfeild ones, and all those. Now, they only show em at Christmas here, and then, it's only two or three. Most we own on tape now, but that doesn't make em as special.

 

[miles]

Riding bikes all day
Playing baseball until it was too dark to see
Fishing with my Dad
Going to Fenway
My Grandmother's cooking
Falling asleep with a radio stashed under my pillow

 

[Silverlily]

Jumping on the bed.
Rollerskating downhill, backwards.
Thinking an icecream headache was funny .
Bruises being something akin to a merit badge (oh wait, THAT hasn't changed ).

 

[bluntforcemama]

I miss

My pogo ball and mud pies, racing around on my best friend's dirt bikes when I was 7, going to the school carnivals, and my very first bike that I had to learn to ride on a dirt road. The town I lived in when I was in elementary school had a population of about 300 people. Everything else, I'm still silly enough to get away with.

 

[PacificBlue]

I miss....


Being read to by my Mom or Dad
My room
Camping with my family at the beach
Not having responsibilities

 

[riff]

kickball at recess

Hell yes... wasn't kickball fun? Everyone got to play because it was so easy! I can see that red, textured playground ball now.

I miss playing kick the can. I have some very vivid memories of this game.

I miss playing what we used to call Murder in the Dark. We would get in the hallway, turn out the lights, and blindfold somebody trying to track us down. The person would try to hunt for us and we would sneak by them and tease them. Can you imagine a group of adults after a Sunday bbq saying, "Hey yall! Lets play Murder in the Dark!!!"

I miss truth or dare. Got to feel up my first cousin real good in one a those...

I miss the hell out of dirt-clod wars, rock fights, and a later, adolescent model called "Stick Wars." In the 10th grade me and some buddies went to the woods by St. John's River and got stoned. We had this underground fort thing going on- different story- but on the way back (there were 4 of us) we got sperated into pairs. My friend, Robert, picks up a stick and throws it at David in the other pair. What are u doing? I asked Robert- "You wanna start a stick war, don't you?" he says. So I picked up a stick and chucked it at Louis. Next thing you know, a retaliatory strike is underway and Stick War was made tradition. It went on and on- nothing so fun as to go out get high and indulge the testostoretive spirit! It finally got to the point that we all got disillusioned with it because it had become so institutionalized- people were hiding stashes of select sticks around... u know, HEAVY bruising branch segments and all. The final straw was when Craig began flaying a piece of 2*4 he had stashed.

How did we survive? I don't miss hood riding (u know, u ride the hood of the car hanging onto the windshield wipers while your friend behind the wheel laughs his ass off trying to scare the hell out of you.

I miss football and "smear the queer."

I miss bottle-rocket wars and this one game where someone would get into the treehouse and we would hurl arsenals of fireworks at and into the treehouse. We would get smoked out by smoke bombs. Or a well-launched pack of firecrackers landed in a lap.

We used to play Craptower where the object was to see who could shit from the highest treelimb. That was fun.

hehehehehhe

 

[Demian]

Remember "Kick the Can" on the Twilight Zone?

My fondest memories are being the first one at the Kiddie wading pool on any given Summer morning and watching it gush out of the spout...that wuz when it was safe for 4 year olds to wander around the neighborhood...Trying to pretend how to swim around all day, learning to open my eyes under water, Being the last one there when they drained it...Then wandering over to the edge of the park after playing on the swings (how mutch higher can I go?), and watching the Beautiful Orange Sky as the Sun set over the Pugent Sound...Weeping Willows amazing me

 

[p_p_man]

more missings...

Listening to "Journey into Space", "Horrors of the Black Museum" and all those other 15 minute serials that Radio Luxembourg used to put out on the radio...

 

[batter]

I miss...

my grandparents farm.
grandmas cooking on sunday when we visited.
playing with all those baseball cards i had that are worth money today but went into the spokes of the bike i rode to make it sound like a motorcycle. (at least to us it did)
and definitely watching FUNNY cartoons on tv.

 

[Eve_of_destruction]

Does anyone remember ticks when we were kids? All the things I loved to do as a kid I think I would still do today if it weren't for the fact that, if I laid out in the grass in my backyard today, I'd be covered with ticks by the time I came inside. I really miss looking for 4-leaf clovers. And taking a magnifying glass and frying ants and spiders... ahh, those were the good old days!

 

[Valdimer]

Only worrying wether my parents were gonna call me in before it got dark or not.


NOt worrying about anything, exept how I was gonna get dirty that day, who I was gonna ride bikes with, what type of bug that was, why god made dirt, and it dont hurt, whether my grandpa was gonna give me tic-tacs or his "magic candy", playing with my dog, seeing how high we could ramp bikes (ouch), why old people knew so much, wondering why I had to dress up or church, and why I even had to go, trying to fake sick to get out of school.

You know, stuff like that.

 

[Quiet Smiles]

We had a giant mimosa tree in our front yard - my brothers and I climbed it every day. There were several "perches" we would climb to and just hang out on. And when we were feeling really brave, we'd go up to the very highest one where the branches were the smallest, and stay for just a little while - quite a rush. The fragrant and pretty-colored "flowers" or whatever they are on the tree, and the long, weeping leaves made such a lovely roof to our tree perches. We moved around a lot after that, and never did we have another tree to climb quite like that one.