I am often astounded at how much the world has changed in my lifetime. When I was a child back in the 70s:
- Microwave ovens and answering machines were considered cutting edge technology.
- We used to eat at a restaurant called Sambo’s, whose logo/mascot was a little spear-wielding, loin-cloth-wearing, thick-lipped black man. Something that is certainly verboten today (and appropriately too, I guess).
- You couldn’t get a vegetarian meal anywhere, except perhaps a Chinese food restaurant, and Chinese was considered “foreign food,” considering that other ethnic food restaurants were non-existent. Thai, Greek, Vietnamese food? Forget about it!
Besides all the changes (which I am not making judgments on per se, just stating the fact that things change) there are many things I miss about being a kid, such as climbing trees, riding my bike after school, jumping on a trampoline (not only doing it, but being able to do it), and eating anything I wanted to without worrying if it was ethical, sustainable, or bad for my health. *SIGH*
One thing I do miss in particular is playing down near the creek—searching for cool rocks or fossils, swinging from vines and branches, pretending I had some magical power and was on a quest, or just skipping rocks and thinking it was really cool when a turtle or snake popped its head up out of the water.
I can also remember running through overgrown fields catching grasshoppers, which seemed to be everywhere, or else doing the same thing at night to catch fireflies (the coolest insects ever). I can’t remember the last time I saw a grasshopper or a firefly.
Those were the days!
What is something you miss about being a child?