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14th-Nov-2009 05:15 pm
Sherlock is tired of your bullshit
I was standing outside my front door, watching a bunch of kids get yelled at for being outside without their parents around, and it got me thinking about this again.

Growing up, I was...

Completely free range. If there wasn't school the next day, my parents didn't want to see me.
Outside quite a bit, but was never allowed off the property.
Inside, because there wasn't a whole lot to do/no kids my age in my area
Inside, because I didn't get on well with the kids my age.
Inside, watching telly or playing video games.

When I see kids (not teenagers) running around outside, I think...

Where the hell are their parents?
Isn't there school tomorrow?
As long as they're not breaking anything, who cares?
Oh, good. I can send the nipper outside and have some peace and quiet.
It's too dangerous for kids to be outside on their own. Someone should call social services.

And since I can't edit my poll, when did you grow up?
15th-Nov-2009 01:23 am (UTC)
My parents wanted to know where I was going to be, so they could find me to call me home if necessary, but we could go within hearing-range of the bell they'd ring.

I think kids should be given a certain amount of space to grow and learn outside the home.
15th-Nov-2009 01:25 am (UTC)
We lived on this little narrow street with almost no traffic. We were officially allowed to go up to the busy road at one end, or the dead end down at the other, but we never listened. Especially when we discovered that there was a flower shop ON the busy road that sold pogs, and a little old lady a few blocks down that would give you candy, because she always thought it was Halloween.
15th-Nov-2009 01:25 am (UTC)
The thing is I lived in two different places and had two different experiences. The first being I was allowed free-range as we lived on a rural road and my mom knew all the parents. The second- we lived in a large city, and I kept mostly to myself.
15th-Nov-2009 01:25 am (UTC)
It depends on what age they are. Five year olds? I'd want to know where the parents were if they weren't just running around in their own yard. Ten year olds, I wouldn't be so concerned.
15th-Nov-2009 01:27 am (UTC)
Cor, we HAD to take my brother with us when he was five.
15th-Nov-2009 01:29 am (UTC)
Obviously it depends on how old I was, but the answers to the first one don't really fit. I was allowed off the property, but I certainly wasn't free range either. I could go into the open property behind our house and play, or over to the park that was a block over (out of sight, but easy enough for my parents to come over and get me for dinner). I would have to tell my parents where I was going, generally.
15th-Nov-2009 01:31 am (UTC)
It's weird, because I know I played inside a lot, but I do also have a lot of memories of playing outside as well- jumping rope, riding my bike, playing in raked leaves... lots of stuff like that.

At home, we could only be out in the street if my parents were watching and it wasn't dark out. However, if I was at my friend's house, we were allowed to play in the street (by this, I mean, like, ride bikes) without parental supervision...

Iunno, it's a sad day when kids don't get to play outside anymore. I was always a pretty imaginative kid growing up, and there was a lot you could do outside to nurture that imaginativeness...
15th-Nov-2009 01:56 am (UTC)
We didn't have to stay on our property, but we had to stay within our half of the block, basically. About 5 yards in either direction. This was in the mid 80s to early 90s.
15th-Nov-2009 01:58 am (UTC)
I was born in 1982.
15th-Nov-2009 02:04 am (UTC)
When I see kids running around outside I wish they would shut the fuck up.
15th-Nov-2009 02:18 am (UTC)
Their parents probably sent them outside for the same reason.
15th-Nov-2009 02:07 am (UTC)
I was born in '76 and my sisters and I were totally free range. We had to be back home by dark. We got into an unbelievable amount of trouble.

I think times are different now and we need to keep a closer eye on our kids. I have a 7 year old and there is no way I'd let her go out on her own or with other 7 year olds. It's just not safe and they don't have the life skills yet to keep out of trouble. I do live in a big city and I'd probably feel a bit different if we lived somewhere rural.
15th-Nov-2009 02:13 am (UTC)
Things aren't really *that* much more dangerous, though. The chances of a kid getting snatched are something like 1 in 1.5 million in the US. Yes, if your kid is that one, it's devastating. I won't argue that.

I do agree on the lack of life skills, though. And I do sort of blame cable TV and Nintendo. I was a child of the 80s and early 90s when all that was really getting big, and we did always have the latest system, but we could only play it if it was raining out or we were ill. Otherwise, outside. As long as we were on property by dark (which was about an acre in front, and two in the back), we could stay out long as we wanted.

It seems like I was born right on that cusp where kids stopped being allowed to run around like maniacs. Toys began being marketed at more indoor play when I was in jr high, and "stranger danger" was all of a sudden a big thing.
15th-Nov-2009 02:11 am (UTC)
Still working on that whole "growing up" thing. ;)

edit: but if you meant what TIME I grew up in, I was born in '86, so most of my childhood was early-mid 90s.

Edited at 2009-11-15 02:11 am (UTC)
15th-Nov-2009 02:15 am (UTC)
You're about the same age as me, then. Were you a Nintendo kid, or a "get out of the damn house" kid?
15th-Nov-2009 02:14 am (UTC)
For me, when I was growing up, I was allowed to play outside until the street lights came on (and this was in the early '90s). However, kids these days are outside way later than that, and the kids in my neighbourhood and rude and inconsiderate and stupid. They play outside in the middle of the road and instead of moving when a car is coming, they just stand there staring at the vehicle. It drives me nuts.
15th-Nov-2009 02:16 am (UTC)
I doubt this is what they're doing, but there's nothing more annoying than having to move your street hockey game for a car.
15th-Nov-2009 02:43 am (UTC)
Born in 76, suburbs.

I think that I'd be allowed to wander what was our huge back yards (first two houses, <10) or what was basically our half of the block (rowhouse, >=10). I'm not sure that my experience was typical for the time and area, though - my mom is mentally ill, which manifested as pathological overprotectiveness with me.
15th-Nov-2009 03:01 am (UTC)
I grew up in rural Michigan in the 80's.

Edited at 2009-11-15 03:02 am (UTC)
15th-Nov-2009 03:12 am (UTC)
There was a girl from our neighborhood who was kidnapped and murdered the year I was born (1984), so my mom was always paranoid. We pretty much weren't EVER allowed outside unless one of our parents was with us. Even then, we had to mostly just stick to the backyard. I was very sheltered!

Of course, then my mom went through a midlife crisis in my teenage years, and I was allowed to be out whenever I wanted. I was out til 3:30 am on a regular basis... but I've also always been a goody goody so I wasn't ever doing anything bad.

[edit] When I see kids outside, my reaction depends on their age and what they're doing.

Edited at 2009-11-15 03:15 am (UTC)
15th-Nov-2009 04:54 am (UTC)
I grew up in the 90s in a townhouse development, and was allowed anywhere on the quarter-mile loop of our street, prettty much. Wanderings to other parts of the development required parental notification, but they pretty much never said no.
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