When I was a Kid : Showing my Age


When I was a kid my mother was against school uniforms.

When I was a kid we emigrated to Australia in a BOAC plane that had to stop three times to refuel.

When I was a kid my parents rented a television for one night. They watched a movie that had something to do with a leaking submarine.

When I was a kid my dad stuck his arm out the car window to indicate where he was going. Straight out meant he was turning right, bent up meant he was turning left. (They drive on the wrong side Down Under.)

When I was a kid my parents took us in our Holden station wagon to a drive-in movie theater. We slept in the back in sleeping bags.

When I was a kid my favorite TV show was Skippy the Bush Kangaroo. My dad liked to watch I Love Lucy and McHale’s Navy, and, for some reason, people rollerskating around in small circles.

When I was a kid I lay reading in the back of the car on road trips.

When I was a kid TV was black and white and copies at school had purple ink that smelled funny.

When I was a kid we didn’t have a phone. This came in handy when I played hooky for weeks on end in second grade — the school couldn’t call my parents.

When I was a kid you got thrown out of the Australian movie theater if you didn’t stand for the English national anthem.

When I was a kid we played games at birthday parties. No, not computer games.

When I was a kid a nice man called Humphrey wanted to be president of America. He had to be nice because he had the same name as the bear in the TV show The Magic Circle.

When I was a kid I wrote a “book” on my aunt’s typewriter — no, not electric — and then we drove all the way from Yanchep to Perth, where someone made super-duper modern photocopies so my illustrations were in black and white, which made it really real!

When I was a kid women over forty had blue or purple hair in hairnets.

When I was a kid my favorite band — and the only one I was aware of — was The Seekers.

When I was a kid I had the mumps, the measles and chickenpox and really trippy dreams each time.

When I was a kid we watched the fireworks over Sydney Harbour for the Bicentennial.

When I was a kid in Australia for five and a half years, I saw exactly three people who were not white.

When I was a kid, we had an outhouse.

When I was a kid my 3-year-old brother got up early one morning and took the money from all the front steps in the neighborhood, so my mother had to frantically figure out who was owed what before the milkman came around.

When I was a kid skin cancer hadn’t been discovered yet, and neither had Sesame Street.

5 responses to “When I was a Kid : Showing my Age

  1. I had all those childhood diseases when I was a kid also…and every summer all the parents were terrified of polio…I have a REAL problem with the anti-vaxxers…they have no idea what these diseases are really like…


  2. Your comment about reading in the back of the car while traveling reminded me that when we were kids, I would sleep on the back seat while on a long trip and my younger brother would sleep up on the area behind the back seat underneath the rear window where he could fit better than me.
    So, I decided to look and see how many people died in traffic accidents in the 50s and 60s in the USA before seat belt use became wide spread. What I learned from looking at the stats listed in wikipedia is that considering the miles traveled travel has become safer and safer over time. Based on the number of people who died as a percentage of the population 1937 and 1941 were especially bad years. Finally I saw that an increase in traffic deaths in 2015 and 2016 wiped out years of progress in reducing traffic fatalities.


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