{"id":423,"date":"2015-09-14T10:38:00","date_gmt":"2015-09-14T10:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2015\/09\/14\/the-olden-days\/"},"modified":"2020-10-28T17:57:32","modified_gmt":"2020-10-28T17:57:32","slug":"the-olden-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2015\/09\/14\/the-olden-days\/","title":{"rendered":"The Olden Days"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-MJNo244C5RM\/VfSn0eSDLAI\/AAAAAAAABBY\/yVHOy_wlOBI\/s1600\/photo-1432821596592-e2c18b78144f.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/photo-1432821596592-e2c18b78144f-1024x683.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>My daughter and I were eating lunch together the other day when she looked at me and asked, &#8220;Wouldn&#8217;t you like to know what a typewriter sounds like, Mom? \u00a0I would.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll let that sink in for a minute.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, the current generation has never heard the sound of typewriter keys. \u00a0Maybe that shouldn&#8217;t surprise me, but it does.<\/p>\n<p>I told her I knew exactly what a typewriter sounds like, I used to use one. \u00a0And that is when she told me that it wasn&#8217;t possible for me to know that because typewriters are from the olden days. \u00a0I told her that the obvious conclusion is that I am from the olden days as well. \u00a0She didn&#8217;t disagree.<\/p>\n<p>I started thinking though. \u00a0What things were a part of my childhood but are things my children will never be familiar with?<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Obviously, the typewriter. \u00a0They live in a world of computers but I remember using a typewriter. \u00a0Remember when if you made a mistake you had to white it out and then try to line everything up again? \u00a0I do love the sound a typewriter makes. \u00a0That is probably because I associate it with my dad and remember lying in bed and hearing him clacking away on the typewriter in his office.<\/li>\n<li>How about house phones? \u00a0Phones that are connected to a wall by a cord and that you have to answer to find out who is calling. \u00a0No caller id, no call waiting, just staying home and keeping everyone off the phone if an important call was coming in. \u00a0And then when the call comes in you stretch the cord up the stairs, down the hall, into your room, and then shut the door and sit on the floor so you can talk in private while everyone ducks and dodges around the cord stretched through half the house.<\/li>\n<li>Do you remember the library cards with the little metal strip that had numbers on it? \u00a0And the sound that was made as a due date was stamped on a card?<\/li>\n<li>Riding a bike without a helmet. \u00a0I understand all the safety concerns but the freedom of flying down a hill with the wind in your hair is childhood in a nutshell.<\/li>\n<li>Cursive practice. \u00a0When did the world decide handwriting was no longer necessary?<\/li>\n<li>Records, tapes, CDs. \u00a0Having to wait by the radio with your finger on the record button so you wouldn&#8217;t miss your favorite song when you were making a mixtape.<\/li>\n<li>The playgrounds that I am sure by modern standards, were deathtraps. Remember sliding down the metal slide and burning the backs of your legs because it was so hot? \u00a0Now they are all plastic and safe, which I know is a good thing but I still think fondly of the hugely tall metal slide at my school. \u00a0You reached the top of the ladder and felt like you owned the world until the kid behind you pushed you down the slide.<\/li>\n<li>Having to go to the library to do research. \u00a0Now if you have a question Google can give you 5 million answers in seconds. \u00a0We live in a world of immediate gratification, even for knowledge.<\/li>\n<li>Metal lunch boxes, my first one was Charlie Brown. \u00a0And the thermos was glass on the inside. \u00a0I broke my thermoses regularly.<\/li>\n<li>Twin popsicles. \u00a0Why are they all single now?<\/li>\n<li>The joy of a new Sears catalogue. \u00a0We would spend hours debating the merits of a battery-operated pottery wheel or deciding which swing set had the best combination of swings and slides.<\/li>\n<li>Film cameras. Only being able to take a certain number of pictures and having to wait to see how they turned out.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<div>So there you have it. \u00a0All the things that, according to my daughter, make me old. \u00a0I am sure I have missed a few. \u00a0What do you remember?<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My daughter and I were eating lunch together the other day when she looked at me and asked, &#8220;Wouldn&#8217;t you like to know what a typewriter sounds like, Mom? \u00a0I would.&#8221; I&#8217;ll let that sink in for a minute. Yes, the current generation has never heard the sound of typewriter keys. \u00a0Maybe that shouldn&#8217;t surprise me, but it does. I told her I knew exactly what a typewriter sounds like, I used to use one. \u00a0And that is when she told me that it wasn&#8217;t possible for me to know that because typewriters are from the olden days. \u00a0I told her that the obvious conclusion is that I am from the olden days as well. \u00a0She didn&#8217;t disagree. I started thinking though. \u00a0What things were a part of my childhood but are things my children will never be familiar with? Obviously, the typewriter. \u00a0They live in a world of computers but I remember using a typewriter. \u00a0Remember when if you made a mistake you had to white it out and then try to line everything up again? \u00a0I do love the sound a typewriter makes. \u00a0That is probably because I associate it with my dad and remember lying in bed and hearing him clacking away on the typewriter in his office. How about house phones? \u00a0Phones that are connected to a wall by a cord and that you have to answer to find out who is calling. \u00a0No caller id, no call waiting, just staying home and keeping everyone off the phone if an important call was coming in. \u00a0And then when the call comes in you stretch the cord up the stairs, down the hall, into your room, and then shut the door and sit on the floor so you can talk in private while everyone ducks and dodges around the cord stretched through half the house. Do you remember the library cards with the little metal strip that had numbers on it? \u00a0And the sound that was made as a due date was stamped on a card? Riding a bike without a helmet. \u00a0I understand all the safety concerns but the freedom of flying down a hill with the wind in your hair is childhood in a nutshell. Cursive practice. \u00a0When did the world decide handwriting was no longer necessary? Records, tapes, CDs. \u00a0Having to wait by the radio with your finger on the record button so you wouldn&#8217;t miss your favorite song when you were making a mixtape. The playgrounds that I am sure by modern standards, were deathtraps. Remember sliding down the metal slide and burning the backs of your legs because it was so hot? \u00a0Now they are all plastic and safe, which I know is a good thing but I still think fondly of the hugely tall metal slide at my school. \u00a0You reached the top of the ladder and felt like you owned the world until the kid behind you pushed you down the slide. Having to go to the library to do research. \u00a0Now if you have a question Google can give you 5 million answers in seconds. \u00a0We live in a world of immediate gratification, even for knowledge. Metal lunch boxes, my first one was Charlie Brown. \u00a0And the thermos was glass on the inside. \u00a0I broke my thermoses regularly. Twin popsicles. \u00a0Why are they all single now? The joy of a new Sears catalogue. \u00a0We would spend hours debating the merits of a battery-operated pottery wheel or deciding which swing set had the best combination of swings and slides. Film cameras. Only being able to take a certain number of pictures and having to wait to see how they turned out. So there you have it. \u00a0All the things that, according to my daughter, make me old. \u00a0I am sure I have missed a few. \u00a0What do you remember?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":461,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,70,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-423","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-children","category-me","category-memories"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/423","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=423"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/423\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2943,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/423\/revisions\/2943"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/461"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=423"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=423"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=423"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}