Middle Aged Memories

I think that the gym clothes were unattractive on purpose, they made us all look sex-less.  Had to be careful with all those raging teenage hormones.  Good thing we had school dances

There are high schools in our area that allow girls to wear spiked heels, spaghetti strapped tops, pajama bottoms and house slippers.  Probably all at once if they could.  They say it is just to hard and involved to enforce a strict dress code.

I would have been happy for my kids to wear uniforms.  Then we wouldn't need to worry about that.

I still remember my school uniform that green frock and white shirt and black shoe with white socks. For  8 yrs I was with the school uniform, I never thought of any other but when I join college, you know, I just wanted  to wear different types  of clothes but my parents did not allow me to wear  other dresses accept the traditional one called" Phanek". That was very painful as I had to obey  my parents wishes. But after I join my services being mother  of 4 ,my husband has given me liberty to wear whatever I want.I feel good !

Yeah Meece,  sound a big wonder- Phanek actually  is  a wrapper  around the waist and it falls till ankle alongwith that  anyone can put top /shirt of any kind. If you come over to India  you will come to see the mosaic culture and tradition. My place is very small  one  of state of India situated  in the North Eastern   part of India bordering Mynmar (Burma). It is only 100 km to enter the Mynmar  from the state Capital Imphal. Get well soon  and try to visit you will feel  good.

Yep, we played hide'n'seek at dusk and put our feet in to see who was "it."

I know we mentioned TV Tag before. We also had another TV game:  One person would write the initials of a TV show in the gravel/dirt on the playground.  The other kids were behind a line, but the first one to name the show had to take off after the writer and tag them before they reached the fence.  Did anyone else play this?  For all I know, my friends could have made it up.

I got such bad blisters doing that overhead ladder thing, that I ruined one whole day of a vacation that I was on with my mom.  I had to stay in the hotel with ice bags on both hands. 

I've been remembering two different things...

We never had any, but remember when WAX (or plastic) fruit in a bowl was a decorating craze?

I did have this one:  Glitter Paint.  It wasn't exactly paint by number, but it was painting on a pre-printed picture with glitter paint of all colors.  So groovy!   I also had the mosaic you made with little stones of all colors.  I tried sand art once too.  (My mom did like to go to the hobby shop when it came time to get me a gift!)

My mother had a cheapy brass colored bowl that had no flat bottom so it rocked, and she had some plastic fruit in it.  I remember how cheesy I thought it was, even when I was very young.

I didn't have the glitter paint kits, but when you mentioned that your mother bought you hobby stuff I am going to mention a couple of things;

Fun Flowers...the "Girls" answer to Creepy Crawlers.  The little hot metal pan that you set the metal tray on, then pick it up and set it in a tray of water to cool.  So dangerous, so fun!

There was Dippity-Flowers (Fantasy Film), where you bent wire into hoops to form petals or butterfly wings, and dipped it into a liquid which dried into a celephane type film.  Then you formed flowers with the petals.  

Sand art, I remember, where you painted glue on a paint by number and poured the colored sand on it.

I don't know how many second degree burns I got while making those "Fun" Flowers.  Ouch!

Yes, had the Fantasy Film too...and it smelled very plastic-y before it dried, remember? 

                        

                                   

I haven't been on a city bus for probably 30 years.  I do have fond memories since my mom did not drive and we would often go shopping downtown on a bus.  I remember those older ones.  I'm pretty sure inhaling those diesel fumes has something to do with getting cancer.  Those fumes were so chokingly nasty!  Looked something like this:

                                    

I had to ride a city bus to high school also.  Unless I hitchhiked.  Anybody remember doing THAT?  Those were different times.

Our town was small too (still is).  We just had the school bus or "Yellow Limo" as my DH calls it. We didn't even have a taxi in those days.  We were way out in the boonies.

We left our doors unlocked all day until Dad was ready to go to bed.  We played in the neighborhood until well lafter the sun went down.  We walked to the store for penny candy, and played out in "the fields" (Oilfields that is) without ever being fearful of people.  The whole town knew who's kids belonged to who, and you weren't going to get away with something because your parents would hear about it.