Waaaayyy back in the day, long before kids texted their friends if they wanted to talk to them and “playing” meant actually going outside and, well, playing, I was a kid.
Summer days are still some of my favorite memories from my childhood. I spent my days outside during the summer time (and after school when we were in school) playing – not sitting in front of the TV with a video game.
I played ‘Statue Maker’ and ‘Simon Says’ and ‘Freeze Tag’ on the front lawn with all the other neighborhood kids.
I was a kid that rode my bike or walked all over the neighborhood.
I read books under the tree in our front yard.
I was never home, and definitely never inside, most days during the summer time – I don’t even think our parents knew where any of us were. There were a ton of kids on the street where I grew up, and we all just kept moving from house to house.
During the summer, the only rule for my sisters and I was that we all were expected home when we heard the call for dinner (or when we got hungry…whichever came first), and again when the street lights came on.
I had a pool in my backyard. During the summer we would be in the clear, cool water from morning till night. I don’t remember even using towels to dry off. We would just run around in the backyard when we were done swimming, and the water evaporated in the heat.
And if I wasn’t in the pool, I was running through the sprinklers, playing car wash with the hose and my bike, or making it rain with the hose while everybody ran around in the rain.
I used my imagination to play, I didn’t need to exercise or watch what I ate because I was go-go-going from the minute I woke up in the morning until the moment I went to sleep at night.
I was a kid that lived in a house where TV was a reward, not a babysitter. I wasn’t allowed to lay around…I was expected to keep myself busy and “find something to do”.
What is your favorite summer childhood memory? How was your childhood different from your children’s?
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This post was written for The Red Dress Club’s memoir writing prompt for RemembeRED: A photo to take you back in time.
The photo, simply a hose with a nozzle on it, reminded me of summer days as a kid.