Our neigbourhood used to be alive at night with torchbeams, go home stay home or spotlight until the old dragon at number 93 threatened to ring our mums.![]()
Our neigbourhood used to be alive at night with torchbeams, go home stay home or spotlight until the old dragon at number 93 threatened to ring our mums.![]()
For a man is a slave to whatever has mastered him.Keep an open mind, just dont let your brains fall out.
Boys. Boys who need to learn how to take risks before they get into their late teens. Boys who need to learn when aggression is fine and when it is not. Boys, who in my last twenty years of dealing with young offenders, need to be trusted with responsibility at a young age.
....So yes, boys.
'beep beep tootle whistle tootle boop beep''- R2D2
Monkey apple fights!!!!
This reminded me I used to have a tomahawk - obviously passed down from my older brothers along with lead knights & buildable steel castle, lead cowboys & indians with horsedrawn covered wagon, steam engine etc etc etc.
In life as in dance Grace glides on blistered feet
my favourite hammer is an Estwing. Fuck it was expensive but paid for itself many times over in my years of DIY.
I thought elections were decided by angry posts on social media. - F5 Dave
I had a machete when I was a kid an still do but it's a flash Svord one now days.
Anyway one thing I managed to chop off with my when I was a kid one was Andrew Birds little finger as well as making a pretty good impression on the next finger to the one he no longer has.
Silly shit tried to pick up a Weta just as I decided it's life was now over.
Fuck did he carry on about it or what !
Good memories fer sure![]()
it's not a bad thing till you throw a KLR into the mix.
those cheap ass bitches can do anything with ductape.
(PostalDave on ADVrider)
I am sure they would- never said they wouldn't.
The fact remains it it males that are over represented in all our crime stats; it is makes who beat their kids and partners (in the overwhelming majority of cases)....I could go on and list other areas in society where males (and others suffer) because they did not develop all the skills necessary to grow into a good man. Risk taking at a young age, rough-housing, skinned knees, bruises, responsibility, taking out the neighbours window in cricket, first pocket knives, the list is endless all play apart in the growth and development of boys. With these activities there is often a large degree of interaction with peers and older "role models"- essential for boys.
When my two wee daughters (who climb, ride bikes, learn to boogie board, swim in rivers, and the like) become adults they deserve men who have learned to deal appropriately with their anger, can communicate, be responsible, have empathy etc.. Any male lacking these attributes is simply a boy (regardless of his physical age).
'beep beep tootle whistle tootle boop beep''- R2D2
Those days are gone, gone I tell ya![]()
I didn't think!!! I experimented!!!
or just mum, or just dad.
Village to raise a child etc......
'beep beep tootle whistle tootle boop beep''- R2D2
It remains risky to pass by the frontage of Shloss Swoop without getting a "grenade" thrown in the general direction. Tree climbing is mandatory for a well armed 10yr old and either sword or nerf-gun could be deployed.
Oddly, the Mrs is concerned about tree climbing with chainsaw in hand. I fail to see the problem but quite large branches attached to ropes, held by the aforesaid Mrs, seem to be an issue.
Odd really.
TOP QUOTE: “The problem with socialism is that sooner or later you run out of other people’s money.”
Grew up in a rural town, played war, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, carried "six shooters" on our hips in quick draw holsters, fell out of trees, chased (and got chased by!) the bulls in the back paddock.
Went fishing and camping, if you were home in daylight it was cause you were sick.
If you were being a dick, the bloke next door (or the local cop) would give you a kick up the arse, and then tell your old man who would immediately give you another.Didn't have a plethora of axe murderers back then.........
Learned how to make trollies ( not get trollied!), a usefull pushbike out of bits of other bikes, graduated to cars, up the drive on a saturday arvo, pull the gearbox fron the old EH, fit the clutch and pressure plate we got from the old car wreaker that morning, and go cruising saturday night.
Then you have 3 ankle biters under five, a mortgage, a job you cannot afford to lose, never any money so you go without untill you have a lucky month with extra shifts, so busy having a life you don't care about the obsessive/compulsion causing gaming stuff.
We are communicating via the internet, yet that is exactly one of the major causes of the way the kids grow up and the way the world now functions. The internet has made the world smaller, but it has created greed/want/disenchantment in our youth, that has no cure.
As kids, we had fuck all, but didn't know it, and never went about harbouring resentment, and being fucksticks like they are now.
Kinda sucks, the good old days, were actually just that!
The village theory worked when the world was a better, less selfish place, now your village is say, South Auckland, you are fucked.
Untill you take away the net, alcohol, the benefit, the ability to finance stuff, it is all downhill from here.
Untill teachers have authority given back them, untill the cops catch fucksticks and the system actually punishes them, untill parents are made party to their childrens activitys, it is all downhill from here,
When I am old, (SHUT UP!) and am sitting in my rocking chair in the late afternoon sun, I will remember the day we learned how to tickle a trout, I will remember riding and crashing the first pushbike I built myself,
The youth of today will remember the day they got past level 647 on grand theft wargame something or other.
I liked the OP's story, it reminded me of a better time, now gone, and will never be matched.
Speed kills-just ask the rabbit......
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