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Jenn H's avatar

Ah, the hazardous good old days of Generation X. The secondhand smoke alone probably shortened our lives by a decade. (And sometimes primary smoke--my high school had a smoking area, which I suspect no public school has anymore.) Sometimes I think back on games like Dodgeball, where the whole point was to HIT OTHER PEOPLE, and wonder WTF. Bullying was considered part of the natural order, and seat belts were kept wedged into the crevice of the seats.

Then again, at least my classmates and I weren't crawling into sooty chimneys like Oliver Twist or losing our fingers working sixty hours a week in a factory! Trust me to end on an optimistic note :-D

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Alissa Grosso's avatar

I remember my high school gym teacher came up with some "brilliant" new twist on dodgeball. We played it one day, and it ended in a fistfight between two boys in the class. That was the first and last day we played that game!

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Aleta Scott's avatar

Boy, this brought back many memories.

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Rachel Lindsey's avatar

Oh the burning skin on a hot metal slide in the summer. Oh the memories!!!!! Yes the teeter totters /see saw the best teeth busting ride out there.

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Carolyn Grosso's avatar

Now I have Miss Mary Mack running through my head! Thanks!!🙄. I also just ordered your books for our library finally! Loved this story and your survival skills!😘 Mom

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