Granted I grew up in a town that didn't put poison in the water supply. I filter flouride out & am frustrated that it is in my water where 1/2 a mile away there is no poisoned water.
Whenever my kids would come crying to me telling me they were hurt, my first question was, is it bleeding? they said, no, I told him to suck it up and pay attention next time lol. It’s amazing how things have changed in just a few generations.
My kids tell me I am a terrible parent for saying the same thing.
My mother (who only considered taking me to the doctor for stitches or broken bones & even then didn't some of the timr) now gives my kids bandaids for every single boo-boo. It drives me nuts, I figure she raised me right & when they come back from visits with her I tell them she is too old to make them tough like me LOL
Brother fell out of a tree as a kid and broke his arm. Obviously in pain, holding his arm, went inside and told mom. Mom said, “You’re dirty. Go take a bath.”
LOL Had a coach call my mom about an on court injury. Mom told him to stop fussing over it & then the coach called my dad to get me when I insisted on going back to class.
Do said my nose was broken & there was nothing they could do about it. My mom told me that I wasted a day of classes.
Good memories that made me tough & ignore most pain.
As kids we used to run down (tall) hills to see how fast we could go. Someone always fell and rolled down the rest of the way. When it was my turn, I tripped and endo-ed spectacularly. Couple of cartwheels and then barrel rolled the rest of the way. Broke my collar bone. Then had to hike a mile home, up and down hills, over and under fences. And then a couple hours’ drive home.
Isn’t there something in between those two that would be more productive, and give people the ability to release succeed instead of punching down. Literally.
My generation
Me: "my ankle hurts"
Grandfather: punches me in the shoulder
Me: "oww"
Grandfather: "bet your ankle doesn't hurt anymore"
// Anyway current day has gone beyond that first option now
They've already been bought everything and are crying anyway.
I fell 20ish ft out of a tree as a teen, my friends raced to my house to get my mom. She told them to tell me to stop whining & go have fun.
Younger generations just don't understand how tough they can be if given the chance.
The body has the capability to adapt to amazing levels. As does the mind.
Yes it does.
And we drank out of a garden hose, not a Stanley filled with PH-balanced, filtered smartwater.
and we survived!!! Kek!!
Granted I grew up in a town that didn't put poison in the water supply. I filter flouride out & am frustrated that it is in my water where 1/2 a mile away there is no poisoned water.
Garden hose water was the best :D
Whenever my kids would come crying to me telling me they were hurt, my first question was, is it bleeding? they said, no, I told him to suck it up and pay attention next time lol. It’s amazing how things have changed in just a few generations.
Mine was, bet you don’t do that again.
My kids tell me I am a terrible parent for saying the same thing.
My mother (who only considered taking me to the doctor for stitches or broken bones & even then didn't some of the timr) now gives my kids bandaids for every single boo-boo. It drives me nuts, I figure she raised me right & when they come back from visits with her I tell them she is too old to make them tough like me LOL
arterial bleeding
Brother fell out of a tree as a kid and broke his arm. Obviously in pain, holding his arm, went inside and told mom. Mom said, “You’re dirty. Go take a bath.”
Lol…
LOL Had a coach call my mom about an on court injury. Mom told him to stop fussing over it & then the coach called my dad to get me when I insisted on going back to class.
Do said my nose was broken & there was nothing they could do about it. My mom told me that I wasted a day of classes.
Good memories that made me tough & ignore most pain.
Lololoooo…yup.
As kids we used to run down (tall) hills to see how fast we could go. Someone always fell and rolled down the rest of the way. When it was my turn, I tripped and endo-ed spectacularly. Couple of cartwheels and then barrel rolled the rest of the way. Broke my collar bone. Then had to hike a mile home, up and down hills, over and under fences. And then a couple hours’ drive home.
No one was particularly concerned.
They don’t make kids like they used too.
You just offended about 1/2 of them.
Lol….👆🏼
Yeah, and what a shitty way to raise a family.
Isn’t there something in between those two that would be more productive, and give people the ability to release succeed instead of punching down. Literally.
Lol
Relax Laura Ingalls.
Pointing out the toughness of different generations, not the parental nurturing skills.
Sorry, but Laura Ingalls generation was the second one. That’s the one I was pointing out as being negative. Duh!
I was referring to the wholesome Laura Ingalls character, not the author who wrote her character
But regardless, continue to downvote, hon.