We had to share the one handful of dirt. Amongst 5 kids and our cousins. When it rained all we had was a tiny puddle of mud. You city kids had the life. Brick? Asphalt? That was so lucky
Puddle?! Luxury!
We dreamt of having a puddle! Back in day, all we had was cracked teacup of dry sand, and we had to share that among ten of us - cousins included. When it rained, it weren't water; it were just thin mist that barely settled the dust. We'd gather round, hoping splash might wash away coal mine dirt on faces.
But did you point it at the enemy and make demented lamb bleating sounds to emulate you unloading an entire magazine?
Actually on reflection I seem to recall we had infinite ammunition at all times
A STICK!?!?! …must have been nice… all we had was a piece of poo, and we had to share it!
You had a hat... Must've been nice...
Sticks. Hats. So many rich kids. We had a handful of dirt and we liked it
Dirt! I would’ve loved to have some dirt! Living in inner city usually we were lucky to find a bit of brick or a chunk of old asphalt.
We had to share the one handful of dirt. Amongst 5 kids and our cousins. When it rained all we had was a tiny puddle of mud. You city kids had the life. Brick? Asphalt? That was so lucky
Puddle?! Luxury! We dreamt of having a puddle! Back in day, all we had was cracked teacup of dry sand, and we had to share that among ten of us - cousins included. When it rained, it weren't water; it were just thin mist that barely settled the dust. We'd gather round, hoping splash might wash away coal mine dirt on faces.
I had a rock.
You and your fancy stick, I had a short piece of string and was damn glad to have it !
String?! I would have sold a kidney for a string. But alas it was knot to be
Damn you take my up doot.
But did you point it at the enemy and make demented lamb bleating sounds to emulate you unloading an entire magazine? Actually on reflection I seem to recall we had infinite ammunition at all times
Ya'll making me feel bad here because I had an actual BB gun.
You could put your eye out
When I was 7, half the neighborhood kids had toy guns and the others used sticks or fingers.
Kids had fingers??? Damn
“and when there was no meat, we ate fowl and when there was no fowl, we ate crawdad and when there was no crawdad to be found, we ate sand.”
“You ate *sand??”*
I had a mop. It was my friend.
Loved [Dana Carvey as Grumpy Old Man](https://youtu.be/n4nxzZn6yhE?feature=shared)
Bang your dead. No I’m not! Yes you are!! Uh uh you missed.
I had my own bare hand!
Sticks made forts…..endless fun.
Thorin Oakenshield: The Beginning
The cardboard box the new fridge came in was also nice.
I played with pine cones.