I went to my mother's today. She's in her late 90's and is a lot less mobile than she used to be, and has decided that she'd like to start recording what her life was like when she was younger. When we were looking through some of her papers, we came across something she'd already written and was quite pleased with, and I'd like to share that with you:
"We are survivors!
This is an article for those born before 1940.
We we're born before television, before penicillin, polio shots, frozen-foods, xerox, contact lenses, videos, fridges and the pill. We lived before radar, credit cards, split atoms, laser beams, and ballpoint pens, before dishwashers, tumble dryers, electric blankets, air conditioners, drip dry clothes, and before man walked on the moon. We got married first then lived together {How quaint can you be?} We thought 'fast food' was eaten in lent, 'A Big Mac' wan an over sized raincoat and crumpet we had for tea. We existed before house husbands, computer dating, dual careers. When a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins, and sheltered accommodation was where you waited for a bus.
We were before day centres, group homes, and disposable nappies. We'd never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric type writers, artificial hearts, word processors, yogurt, or young men wearing earrings. For us, "time sharing" meant togetherness. A chip was a piece of wood or fried potato, "Hardware" meant nuts and bolts. and "software" wasn't a word.
Before 1948, 'Made in Japan' meant junk, the term "Making out" referred to how you did in your exams, a "stud" was something that fastened a collar to a shirt, and "going all the way" meant staying on a double decker bus all the way to the depot.
Pizza's, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. In our day, cigarette smoking was fashionable, grass was mown, coke was kept in the coal house, a joint was a piece of meat you ate on Sunday's, and a pot was something you cooked in. Rock music was grandmother's lullaby, Elderado was an ice cream, a gay person was the life and soul of the party and nothing more, and aids just meant beauty treatment or help for someone in trouble.
We, who were born before 1940, must be a hardy bunch, when you think of the ways in which the world has changed and the adjustments we have had to make. No wonder we're so confused and there is a generation gap!
But by the grace of god, we have survived - Hallelujah!"
Tuesday, 30 December 2008
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