In ten years’ time, when Jason Jr is pointing at a 3D LED Beyblade Generator and screeching like the ungrateful little brat he is, I won’t be able to use the “back in my day” line.

In a time when interaction wasn't through a screen… and name-tags were huge!

True, growing up, I didn’t have an iPhone 4, a Nintendo 3DS, or a hideously expensive tablet computer – none of which, of course, I needed – but I did have a fine assortment of Lego, a Han Solo figurine and Duck Hunt. My childhood, like that of many my age, was relatively easy.

My parents were always big on the “we made our own toys” thing. They would often tell my brother and I how their toy boxes contained such treasures as: “an empty can and a stick”, “a piece of rope with teeth marks in it” and “five rusty nails”. In between making hula hoops out of tyres and shouting “get your own damn nails” at other kids, my folks were busy playing Cowboys and Indians, selling fresh lemonade and generally having a great ol’ time.

The real enjoyment, however, came many years later when they got to sit down their own brood and tell us how tough it was in the bad old days (side note: they actually had it pretty tough). Sadly, I won’t be able to do any such thing.

That being said, I still think I’m qualified to give some of these new youngsters a wee bit of the “back in my day” treatment. Many schools around the country are currently trying to deal with the recent influx of smartphones – with many unsure whether to incorporate them into the curriculum or ban them outright.

As someone who had to apply for his pen licence in Year 6 (repeatedly), this makes my young, twenty-something soul feel much, much older.

I still remember the time handball got banned at my primary school because it was causing too many fights. In an effort to curb the pushing and hair-pulling, our teachers took the tennis balls away for a week and told everyone to play with skipping ropes instead.

Within 48 hours, the concrete slabs near the tuckshop were filled with 10-year-olds gleefully whipping each other’s shins with plastic skipping rope handles. That’s how we rolled in my day.

I even once read a “choose your own adventure” book. It ended with me getting eaten by a tribe of cavemen because I accidentally went back in time or punched a magician or something. It saddens me to think my children will never get to encounter random and horrifying descriptions of cannibalism in their picture books.

They will also miss out on the classic game Cowboys and Indians. Instead, they’ll be chasing each other ‘round the yard’ playing “PC Police and alleged robbers who are actually victims of an unfortunate family dynamic” (It’s a working title). It’ll be all gadgets and touchscreens and comfy brown Jedi robes for them.

They, like me, will miss out on the joys of missing out. They’ll be forced to lie to their children about having to walk 5km to school and making ray guns out of sandpit syringes – just as I will.

When one of my kids asks why they can’t have the latest seizure-inducing child entertainment product, I’ll have to sit them down and tell them, without so much as blinking: “You don’t need that rubbish. Back in my day, we used to look directly at the Sun when we were bored - then we’d flick our tears into the air and run through them like sprinklers.”

If, however, that doesn’t work, I’ll happily resort to my mother’s favourite four words - those immortal, conversation-ending syllables: “Because I said so”.

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    • BMJ says:

      07:58am | 09/06/11

      Handball should be in the Olympics… such a great game/sport.

    • scubasteve says:

      08:50am | 09/06/11

      Handball IS an olympic sport. google it.

    • Richard Perin says:

      09:01am | 09/06/11

      Yes, but what rules? Double touch? Off the wall? Lineys allowed? Surely this needs a committee….and people with innovative ideas and organisational skills….

      As for the syringes in sandpits Tin man, I suspect children will have better access in their mother’s make up box.  Right next to the Spirulina tablets.

      The best toy I ever had was my dog. He was my friend and confidante. I miss you LOL.

    • BMJ says:

      09:53am | 09/06/11

      @scubasteve: Not that handball dummy.

      @Richard: Definitely no double touch or double bounce. If it rolls, pick up. Lineys… hmmm that’s a tough one. There used to be a bag full of rules, tough to remember them all.

    • fairsfair says:

      10:56am | 09/06/11

      Int-o!

    • Ben C says:

      04:13pm | 09/06/11

      Any headers allowed?

    • kirsty says:

      08:45am | 09/06/11

      You’d have to set up a proper rule system though because crazy kids these days are bringing in all sorts of rules eg juicy fruit and cherry are 2 rules that we bought in over time.  You’d also have to have a tough stance on prison rules style games.  But it would be pretty awesome.

    • Anne_N says:

      08:53am | 09/06/11

      I watch my grandson adroitly flick his fingers across the screen of his mother’s Iphone, pick out a game to play with nonchalent confidence, and shake my head…..he’s three.

    • Chris L says:

      09:10am | 09/06/11

      Jason, I’m at least a decade older than you and we had brown jedi robes in my day. Of course toy lightsabres were hard to get so we had to beat each other with sticks. Winning a sabre fight was more satisfying in those days.

    • SimpleSimon says:

      09:12am | 09/06/11

      I remember Duck Hunt. That game was rad.

      I think we’ll have to resort to “back in my day, ALL of our games were in 2D!!!” that will give the kiddies a bit of a shock!!

    • gman says:

      11:09am | 09/06/11

      I attribute my prowess at Big Buck Hunter solely based on the hours I spent sitting in front of our 34cm television blasting away pixelated ducks and clay pigeons as a young fella.

    • Dave Sag says:

      12:53pm | 09/06/11

      One more generation and It’s going to interesting explaining that there used to be these things called screens, rather than everything happening in your head; you used to have to carry your phone, your keys, your wallet as physical things!  There used to be this stuff called Nature but we tamed that and now we have Parks.  And you’ll be too young to remember money, it having ceased to be of use in the post-scarcity era when anyone can download and print any things they want.  People used to have to ‘work’ (google it), back before ‘machines’ were billions of times smarter than we are. We used to have ‘responsibilities’ and worry about injury or ‘dying’ (a kind of permanent, un-backued up body-loss).  Surgery used to be done with knives, by people!  They were primitive times.

    • TheRealDave says:

      03:02pm | 09/06/11

      Do you know how much the SNES was AND Duck Hunt AND the Light Gun when they came out??

      No expensive toys you reckon??? You are kidding!!

    • Louise says:

      04:51pm | 09/06/11

      @Dave Sag - have printed this out and will save it for my yet to be thought-of grandchildren.  Particularly liked “We used to have ‘responsibilities’ and worry about injury or ‘dying’ (a kind of permanent, un-backued up body-loss). ” very funny!  Thanks

    • Suzanne says:

      09:32am | 09/06/11

      Back in my day all our music came on tapes or cd’s.
      When you took a picture you had to wait until you got it developed to see how it turned out.

    • fairsfair says:

      10:37am | 09/06/11

      AND because you only had 24 exposures on that film you made those pictures count!

    • Elphaba says:

      10:51am | 09/06/11

      I embrace digital cameras.

      Professional photographers will always have skill and a good eye etc, but digital cameras have helped me become a better photographer - just because I could practice taking a shot several times.  I take less shots now than I used to a few years ago, because practice has meant I can get a good shot sooner.  But I like being able to have a few clicks at something and pick the best one.

    • Jade says:

      11:03am | 09/06/11

      The only downside to digital camera’s is I never print the pictures out, at least with film you always had them printed. Now I have hundreds and hundreds of pictures sitting on my computer waiting to get sorted and printed :/

    • Elphaba says:

      11:12am | 09/06/11

      I print mine out.  I go through them as soon as I get home, turf the ones I don’t want, load a USB and head to the camera store the next available time.

    • Fiona says:

      07:16pm | 09/06/11

      Vinyl, as in music albums. You couldn’t pardy hardy with them on, as they’d jump when you did. I still have a lot of them.
      I got a kodak instamatic for my 12th birthday, it was so amazing, about the same time atari tennis and space invaders were becoming popular. I still like space invaders.

    • Elphaba says:

      09:37am | 09/06/11

      My mum says saying no to us was easy because we couldn’t afford any of the toys that other families had.  But she was pretty good at saying no either way, so I think she was just a strong parent who didn’t cave to pester power or lay awake at night stressing about whether her kids liked her or not.

      I hope I’m able to do the same.  It’s funny how you’re denied stuff when you’re a kid and then grow up and say “Yep, I’ll be doing the exact same thing…”

      Smartphones in schools? *shakes head*  Ban them.  I can’t see why a child of less that 18 needs one.  A phone for a kid needs to be able to call home or 000 in an emergency, and that’s it.

    • Suzanne says:

      09:55am | 09/06/11

      Yeah, it’s a scary day when you find yourself repeating verbatim things your mother used to say to you.
      That’s when you realise the transformation is complete and you have actually turned into your mother…eek.

      Luckily, I also realise now that my mum was pretty awesome so it’s not a bad thing but if my teenage self could hear me now…

    • Elphaba says:

      10:35am | 09/06/11

      @Suzanne, true, it is.  I have a pretty cool mother too, I’m lucky.

      I do wish I understood this pester power thing that parents bow to.  Is it really that hard to say ‘no’ to your kids?  Is advertising really to blame??

    • Suzanne says:

      11:47am | 09/06/11

      I guess it’s not hard to say ‘no’ but it’s hard to deal with the tantrums that go on for half an hour, especially when it’s in a public place. I’ve yet to experience a full blown public melt down since my daughter’s only a year old but already I find myself giving her what she wants just to get her to shut the f&*% up!
      I don’t think it’s fair to blame advertising entirely, ads or not kids are going to want things they don’t have if they see someone else with them.

    • Kate says:

      02:21pm | 09/06/11

      @Elphaba, same with my parents! We could only afford one Barbie per year, so my sister and I made dolls out of pegs with dishrags for hair. We’d constantly crack it about our parents being ‘sooooo unfair’ but I reckon they were spot on.

    • Jade says:

      09:42am | 09/06/11

      You know I was thinking about the fact that I didn’t ever get my pen licence the other day… legally I should still be using pencils! smile

    • Slothy says:

      01:23pm | 09/06/11

      Me neither, and my handwriting is still atrocious. Unfortunately, I still find it easier to take notes and draft any complex piece of writing by hand first, so all my workmates have ample evidence of my handwriting shame.

    • Ben C says:

      04:42pm | 09/06/11

      My theory is that if you’re smart, you’ve got more important things to worry about than your handwriting. I mean, if your doctor still writes out your prescriptions, see how much of it you can make out.

      With regards to my pen licence, I"m amazed I was given one back in Year 4…

    • Chris Jennings says:

      09:57am | 09/06/11

      Fantastic article, I haven’t laughed like that for a while. At my school it was British Bulldog (or all over red rover) that kept getting banned.

    • fairsfair says:

      10:32am | 09/06/11

      Red Rover was a giant NoNo but it was soon surpassed by the YoHo Diablo, which was banned within days. Who would have thought sticks and sting could be used as a weapon?

      I also remember Tazos being banned and handball on the undercoverd walkways. Ah, those were the days.

    • Jade says:

      02:35pm | 09/06/11

      Wow your school was strict Fairsfair.  We weren’t allowed red rover but yoho diabalo’s, tazo’s, handball, marbles were all still allowed! lol

    • Markus says:

      04:25pm | 09/06/11

      Ha, my school had about as much success banning British Bulldog (we called bullrush) as they did banning Last Play Tackle…

    • DH says:

      09:57am | 09/06/11

      “...then we’d flick our tears into the air and run through them like sprinklers”

      I think that’s the best thing I’ve ever read. Brilliant stuff.

    • Harquebus says:

      10:02am | 09/06/11

      Your kids will never own a car Jason. Peak oil mate, peak oil.

    • Nick says:

      10:19am | 09/06/11

      When I was a kid we’d round up all the black kids in the school yard and pretend to make them pick cotton.

      Those were the days

    • Dark Warrior says:

      11:32am | 09/06/11

      Yes those were the days boss ... but did you ever wonder why us coloureds were so happy at lunch time? You thought it was because you’d given us a break while you stuffed your face.  Wrong… it was because we’d spat into your lunchbox earlier!

    • Lisa H. says:

      10:59pm | 09/06/11

      Crap comment Nick.
      I grew up with heaps of ‘black kids’ and most of them were very, very nice indeed. They invented the best games, were the most athletic, and never pretended to be boss… ever.
      Besides, I think you have your continents mixed up. Where I lived, the locals mostly worked in cattle.

    • BCD says:

      09:14am | 10/06/11

      @ Dark Warrior, pure gold, nice one!!! @ Lisa, yes me too….. and finally @ Nick…Your just a TROLLING TOOL mate, Pi$$ off and troll on scumbag sites and spare the rest of us your tripe..

    • Johnny Cash is a friend of mine says:

      10:26am | 09/06/11

      Back in ‘95, when I was in Year 7,  down near the back of the school behind the soccer field was the ‘out of bounds’ area. It contained an old abandonded flour mill, assorted 44 gallon drums, burnt out wrecks of cars, stuff of that nature. Naturally it was a mecca for myself and friends to get up to all sorts of tomfoolery despite threats of discipline etc. from the teachers. But, boys being boys, we persisted with all manner of games - usually revolving around the ‘war’ themed games. Needless to say, it was great clean wholesome fun, a bit reckless, but innocent enough.

      It all came crashing to a halt however when a game of pitching rocks at each other got a bit out of hand and my best mate copped a beauty right on the noggin. 10 stictches later, a chewing out by the principle and the threat of explusion put an end to those halcyon days (plus a pissed off father is pretty friggen scary).

      My childhood was grand, and I wouldn’t swap it for all the iPhones and Playstations in the world.

    • Steve says:

      06:10pm | 09/06/11

      Brilliant stuff !
      This is what the world needs more of for kids. Not iphones and playstations. Get out there and kick a ball, throw some rocks, and get dirty. THAT is what a fun childhood is about.

    • sharon says:

      10:06pm | 09/06/11

      Good lord! When did “back jn my day” become 1995. Am I really that old?

    • Ned says:

      10:50am | 09/06/11

      I’m 30 now, but I still had (primitive by today’s standards) gadgets and gizmos to keep me occupied. The commodore 64 and the Sega Master System and its annoying repetitive music that would drive my parents crazy. I can still remember when we got our first television which had a remote, before that our ‘remote’ was mum screaming out my name then asking me to turn the volume up.

      Of course I was limited in the amount of screen time I was given (with a handy egg timer I was skillful at discreetly extending the time on) and was often kicked outside to do something more active like play with the dog or ride my bike, but today technology is so ingrained in our lives and we are so fearful of the ‘outside’ that it probably won’t fly when I have kids.

    • cretin says:

      10:59am | 09/06/11

      Back in my day,.. we didnt have fancy 3D, image enhanced, high resolution, multi-player, multi-level games on our iphone or nintendo or PSP or whatever is the latest fad now….

      We had a box in front of the old CRT tv.  You stuck a cartridge in it and waited 20 minutes for it to load.

      When the game started, it sucked. The game sucked. The graphics sucked. The whole thing just sucked.

      There was no detail.  Your guy was a little grey square.

      And there was no multi-levels platforms… it was just one level.  And it got harder, and harder, and harder,.. until you died.  Just like life.

      And if it wasnt for us having to go through that crap for a little electronic entertainment,... these kids wouldn;t have the fancy stuff they have now. 

      Appreciate our suffering you little sh&ts;!!
      We have every bloody right to tell them kids what little spoilt brats they are.

    • Fiona says:

      07:24pm | 09/06/11

      I got an email with that one in it the other day, hilarious.the best
      “there was no cartoon network either. You could only get cartoons on Saturday morning…..we had to wait all week for cartoons, you spoilt little rat bastards!” and other such gems.

    • elhombre of Dubai says:

      11:08pm | 09/06/11

      Back in my day it was a 30 mile walk to school (uphill both ways) and I had to do my homework on the back of a shovel.

    • fairsfair says:

      11:14am | 09/06/11

      Dirt was the best toy. Mounds of it, dirt turned into mud, throwing chunks of it, making mud pies and dusting them with other kinds of dirt. You could do endless things with dirt.

      I didn’t realised how little the kids of today have to do with dirt until I recently took my little cousin up with me at dusk to lock up the chooks. On our way back through the shed she wasn’t watching where she was going and face planted it into a pile of crusher dust. I expected tears because she is the nancy child of a germaphobe, but instead she got up cacking herself and said “he he he that is soft like my bed”.

      Aside from the fact as soon as we got back to the house her mother made me give her a bath, I was a bit upset that that poor kid has never played in dirt.

    • kirsty says:

      11:27am | 09/06/11

      Oh memories.  Mud fights were pretty awesome as well until my cousins decided they would make jam drops, this was a rock with mud on it so it stung that little bit extra. 
      I think trees and dirt are my faves for general, natural play but the trampoline was my favourite man made toy.

    • fairsfair says:

      12:16pm | 09/06/11

      bahahaha! Jam drops - I remember those well. Shin bruises were a killer.

      Loved the tramp! Except living in the tropics the mat used to rot about every two years or so and my parents were too tight to get us a new one. It lost its bounce pretty quickly and would have numerous giant rips which would see you only jumping in certain place. It constantly made ripping noises but it added to the thrill.

      Oh and it had got damned exposed springs, was high off the ground and had no safety cage. Splitting your difference on a spring and stacking it off the side simply built character.

    • kirsty says:

      12:53pm | 09/06/11

      Our trampy mat would always fade quickly from the dry heat and my parents had the same opinion as yours in that they didn’t want to replace it.  Sometimes we would put some dishwashing liquid and water on there and let the fun begin.  You weren’t playing right if you didn’t end up on the grass/burrs at least once. 
      Making a D.I.Y water slide was also fun.  My mum freaked out though once whenshe found out we used Domestos instead of a normal dishwashing liquid.

    • SalC says:

      11:25am | 09/06/11

      I’m hurtling towards 30 and it’s scary to think that any of my reminscences bear no reflection on today’s kids’ experiences. I remember DOS and running through the bush barefooted.  Next thing you know a ‘generation’ will be no more than 5 years, as technology and the ‘nurture’ effect supercede nature.

    • Anne_N says:

      11:26am | 09/06/11

      You’d have to worry about her immune system…no dirt to prime it.

      I used to love climbing the old mulberry tree in the yard, mum would let us sit in it all day eating fruit straight off the branch, irrespective if something might have peed on it.

      Kids today are missing out.  grin

    • fairsfair says:

      11:36am | 09/06/11

      Yep, constant flus colds and asthma. Treated by removal of adenoids, tonsils, constant medication etc. Baby teeth rotting out of her head to a point where day surgery was required to counter the damage following all the medication. She didnt’ walk on grass barefoot until she was about 2 and her mother scrapbooked photos of her first grass experience and framed her first garden shoes. She doesn’t have a baby album, she has an anthology of cds containing thousands of photos (I was kid #3 so got the last few pages of my brothers baby album).

      I firmly believe that all her troubles would be avoided if she just ate some dirt.

      Kids today are missing out, but it is the doing of parents who didn’t “miss out”. I don’t get that part of the equation. It is the kids of yesterday that are ruining the kids of today.

      Its an odd little thing Australia has got doing on and SalC raises a good point - the generation gap is huge between people only a few years younger than us. Weird!

    • Mr Speaker says:

      11:54am | 09/06/11

      Back in my day, if you wanted to play a game on the PC, you’d have to break out the boot disk, and spend the next 2 hours tweaking the Autoexec.bat and Config.sys files.  You’d loadhigh every thing you could to get enough base memory to load the damn game.

      Back then, you had to earn your game time, it was the suffering you did before getting to play the game which added to the fun of playing it. 

      You’d then have to take extreme care with your disks, cause the second there was a CRC error in one, you were stuffed.  (Nortons disk doctor was BS, sure, you’d get around the error but your game would mysteriously lock up at that point).

      Oh Masters of Orion, how many hours of my youth did you consume.

    • Gomez12 says:

      04:40pm | 10/06/11

      BWAHAHAHAHA!!

      I remember that!! My Brother is now an IT consultant, and still looks at me strangely when I tell him how we used to have to get games to actually work “Back in the Day”

      Remember trying to get the SoundBlaster card to work AT THE SAME TIME AS THE GAME!?! I never quite cracked that on some games….

    • claire says:

      12:20pm | 09/06/11

      Well I don’t know about anyone else, but my kids, and the others on our quiet suburban street ride their bikes and scooters up and down the street (no helmet), spend hours in the bush at the back of the house making forts and cubbies and all that other good stuff. They also have a Wii, TV and DS’s. I love watching them make their memories of a good childhood.

    • kirsty says:

      01:06pm | 09/06/11

      Favourite memories from my childhood:
      Helping brand/castrate/drench cows then go yabbying with the testicles.
      Putting a bit of hose on an old bike that didn’t have any tyres so we could ride it (it didnt make for such a smooth ride it turns out.
      Trying to float down the creek in an old canoe that had holes in it
      Playing in the tree house my uncles and dad had built in the scrub- many a game of indians was played in there, we’d choose names from memory mine was Possum Flower or something similar and then painting our faces with the sand and dirt and mulberry juice. 
      Swimming in the dam and trying to find tortoises.
      Building excellent sand castles and digging holes in my sand pit
      Jumping on the trampoline
      Playing back yard cricket
      Being allowed to watch one movie a week on a saturday afternoon, it was generally a Disney one and Mary Poppins and Peter Pan were on high rotation in our house.
      I’m pretty sure I’ll get to trot out the ‘well when I was a kid’ line to my future kidlets so I’m pretty excited.

    • ausspud says:

      02:31pm | 09/06/11

      dont worry tim in 10 years time you dont like the behavior of your kids you jump into a time machine to the point of conception and put a condom on.

    • Simon says:

      02:38pm | 09/06/11

      I certainly don’t envy the predominant culture of indoor recreation that exists today.  I wouldn’t swap my memories of growing up in the 80s/90s for the world. 

      Bike gangs (read - you and the four kids who lived closest to you riding around on BMXs thinking they are hot shit), epic water battles (no longer possible with all the restrictions in place), twilight street cricket with the old metal bins as wickets, “It’s a Knockout!” - backyard edition, footy in the park (with endless debate on the rules)...we had no idea how blessed we were to be growing up during that time.

    • bikinis on top says:

      02:43pm | 09/06/11

      as far as kids go, hear everything, see everything, say nothing, advise nothing, teach nothing, think nothing, punish nothing, be responsible for nothing, do nothing,preach nothing, love nothing, hate everything and hate everyone.

    • Joseph Baron says:

      02:47pm | 09/06/11

      I worry about kids growing up in modern Australia. When my parents were young they could save up and buy their first house in their twenties. For my generation, most people can’t afford to buy until their thirties. What’s it going to be like for the next generation? House price inflation will really impact our kids. Unfortunately housing affordability in Australia is one of the worst in the world…
      Housing affordability: http://australianpropertyforum.com/blog/main/3271816
      This is one of the greatest challenges our society faces and we need a strong government to fix the problem. We have a real estate industry that lies to us and even falsifies auction clearance rates…
      Clearance rate lies: http://australianpropertyforum.com/topic/8476676
      This is absolutely disgraceful, so forget the cost of trinkets and the latest technology. Our kids will need a roof over their heads, and right now I don’t see how they will ever be able to afford that, never mind the gizmos!

      Joseph Baron

    • Steve says:

      03:08pm | 09/06/11

      Some people have said their kids get what they want to save the drama of a public tantrum. Here’s my take on that.

      What’s wrong with giving your kid a decent walloping on the behind at the first sign of a tantrum? They’re wrapped in cotton wool. To hell with the do-gooders. Get them home and sort them out, or even better - sort them out on the spot in public. I’d like to see more of that. I copped a clip over the ear in a shopping center when I deserved it. Then they’ll remember next time what’s coming if they throw a tanty in public. It’s called tough love, not abuse.

      Love your mother, fear your father. That’s how I grew up and it served me well. I have a great relationship with my parents and don’t need all the sparkly things to stroke my ego. I learned to work for what I wanted to get FOR MYSELF. Not to show it off. Kids can’t find self esteem by getting what they want when they want it just because little Johnny at school has it.

      Teach your kids to go AGAINST the trends, to find their own path, instead of following others and walking through life in a socially conditioned daze.

      No kid of mine will ever be a spoilt brat just because the rest of them at school are. And when you do get them a toy like a computer or playstation, only let them use it in moderation and with supervision. Like someone else wrote here already: “Because I said so!”.

    • Fiona says:

      08:12pm | 09/06/11

      Ar, DOCS!!! Some people will actually abuse you if you “wallop” your kid in public, or better yet, report you if possible. I’m not saying to not discipline your child, but save the expert parenting tips until you actually have your own please.

    • Lisa H. says:

      10:55pm | 09/06/11

      Yeah, and don’t leave your child in the car sleeping in her carseat at the front door of a local grocery store while you rush in to pick up some milk!
      My friend’s sister did that, and the police came around the next morning!

      A do gooder had reported her car registration number to the police.
      She was told she was now on a ‘register’ for dubious mothers for five years!

    • jodster says:

      03:13pm | 09/06/11

      I’m simply amazed by the hypocrisy of the generation that had a great childhood, I let my children outside to play across the road (federal reserve) and they play next to the footpath in the dirt with me watching from the front garden and the old folks drive past shaking their heads and muttering about letting kids play on the road.  They’re not on the road and they’re being watched and the road is very quiet!  Why cant we let kids be kids anymore?  Why are we so afraid of letting them outside?  Is so sad to compare their childhood to mine which involved so much time outside….

    • Ben C says:

      04:36pm | 09/06/11

      My kids will be getting footballs/soccer balls/cricket bats/tennis racquets - and instructions on how to use them.

      While they’re out, the Mrs and I will pull out the XBox 360 and plugging in the Kinect, ever mindful of the kids coming home…

    • andy says:

      07:14pm | 09/06/11

      and people think gen Y is bad, we wont have anything on the upcoming generations…

    • sam says:

      07:54pm | 09/06/11

      the only thing we had to play with when young was a can of farts and that went off fast

    • Holly says:

      04:15am | 10/06/11

      Kids will be kids and will enjoy their childhood whether its bike riding or iPhones, but I have to admit I do worry about the rise in obesity in kids due to sedentary lifestyles and also their social skill development given so much communication is virtual now. The other aspect is kids aren’t kids for long anymore, which isn’t helped by the sexy clothes/images available 24/7. It’ll be interesting to see how the currents kids turn out, especially since the advent of the “kid-centric” parent who wants to be their kids friends. To be honest kids now are so pampered I truly do no think many of them will cope as adults. So many kids kill themselves over school yard bullying - I don’t know about anyone else, but we had bullying at school too, and yes it was bad but we just dealt with it that all the other crap that life throws at you. If they think schoolyard bullying is bad wait till they get a job where the bullies get into management! I don’t get it - am I missing something here?

    • Bonner says:

      05:19pm | 14/06/11

      That’s 2 clveer by half and 2x2 clever 4 me. Thanks!

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