It didn't take much back in the day.

I wonder what it was that fascinated kids about Cardboard boxes.. we never got anything new when I was a kid so no cardboard boxes.. but we'd find something when we were out playing and make it into a fort or a shop or a dolls house.. outside..

Even, my own daughter who had more toys than a toyshop at some stages in her life.. enjoyed a Cardboard box and a wooden spoon
 
Two chairs back to back with a blanket thrown over the top is another great source of imaginative play. An upturned table becomes a pirate ship. The back of the sofa becomes a horse....who else remembers watching cowboy films and then acting them out in this way?
 
hollydolly said:
I wonder what it was that fascinated kids about Cardboard boxes.. we never got anything new when I was a kid so no cardboard boxes.. but we'd find something when we were out playing and make it into a fort or a shop or a dolls house.. outside..

Even, my own daughter who had more toys than a toyshop at some stages in her life.. enjoyed a Cardboard box and a wooden spoon
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A box was a boat, a plane, a car. Our imagination supplied all we needed.
 
I'm too impatient to read instructions, so I used the box flaps for the sides of my window air conditioner...instead of the plastic screw-in side flaps that came with it. Worked great!
 
DaveA said:
We shot down many enemy planes during WWII from certain "perches" in the backyard apple trees.
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I was talking to my neighbor a few weeks ago and I asked him when was the last time you saw a kid climbing a tree? For me, itā€™s been years. When I was a kid, we would bet one another ā€œI bet you canā€™t climb that tree?ā€ Iā€™d tell them to give me a boost, so I could grab the first limb and then up I would go with no fear.
 
We made up our own games. The one that stands out most was "Piggy." One of the neighbood kids was the "pig" and had to lie down on the ground under the side of our porch. The other kids would run across the porch and take a flying leap off the edge (about 5 ft high) and make sure to clear the piggy or we'd be "it." If we did clear it, the piggy had the option of jumping up and chasing the jumper around the house. Jumper makes it all the way around and the piggy is still the piggy. Piggy catches jumper and jumper became new piggy.
So how would it go down "these days?"

1. Ridicule for body shaming and calling a child "piggy."
2. CPS coming for letting children jump from a 5 ft. high porch. Legs could be broken, by golly!
3. Police or CPS coming because the poor child on the ground could have been seriously hurt should someone not clear them.
4. Citation for not having railing on the porch.

I seriously miss the 60s and 70s. :cry:
 
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