:lofl: I never got an allowance, but me and the neighbor kid would load up some corn from the corn crib(we lived on a farm) and take it to the mill and sell it, then go to town and play pin ball machines. The mill operator knew our parents and phoned them. My dad never said any thing, but mention that some kids were selling corn at the mill. We did not do that any more, we really did not need to do that because alway we were given money when we ask, but not to play pin ball machines.
As a kid: Did you get an allowance?
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:lofl: I never got an allowance, but me and the neighbor kid would load up some corn from the corn crib(we lived on a farm) and take it to the mill and sell it, then go to town and play pin ball machines. The mill operator knew our parents and phoned them. My dad never said any thing, but mention that some kids were selling corn at the mill. We did not do that any more, we really did not need to do that because alway we were given money when we ask, but not to play pin ball machines.
Aneeda72
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I got 2 dollars a week allowance starting when I was 10 years old.
I ironed my brother's clothes, cleaned the house, make dinner (since both my parents to worked). On Saturday and Sunday mornings, I worked next door in a small home for elderly women. I emptied bed pans, helped an elderly blind woman to the bath room etc., and cleaned rooms. My "salary" was given to my mother.
The home closed when I was 12. While I continued my household duties at home, I got a new weekend job which I liked much better. I worked Saturdays in a movie theater. While my brother worked there at a paid job, he was 14, I worked for free movies, and all the popcorn and coke I could shove in. It was heaven! Lol
I ironed my brother's clothes, cleaned the house, make dinner (since both my parents to worked). On Saturday and Sunday mornings, I worked next door in a small home for elderly women. I emptied bed pans, helped an elderly blind woman to the bath room etc., and cleaned rooms. My "salary" was given to my mother.
The home closed when I was 12. While I continued my household duties at home, I got a new weekend job which I liked much better. I worked Saturdays in a movie theater. While my brother worked there at a paid job, he was 14, I worked for free movies, and all the popcorn and coke I could shove in. It was heaven! Lol
No but back then you could forge your birth certificate from 12 to 16 and work washing dishes in a restaurant. Then graduate to waitress at 13. We could buy whatever we wanted with the pay. Mama had a place in the city in Atlanta and the country in Stone Mountain.
We lived on a 100 acre's and had plenty of work to do. But mostly we played and swam in our 10 acre lake that Mama had built in 1952. It was a good life.
We lived on a 100 acre's and had plenty of work to do. But mostly we played and swam in our 10 acre lake that Mama had built in 1952. It was a good life.
Thats a lot of work Aneeda and a lot of responsibility for such a young age.
Did you volunteer to work at the nursing home? You worked for free as in Candy Striper?
My neighbour was a Candy Striper. It was volunteer work but hard work. Her outfit sure looked cute though.
I did babysitting when I was really young.
You sound like you used to be a bit of a hooligan.
Youve got that wild energy about you. It’s very cool.
I bet you and I could get into lots of trouble. :yes:
moosehead
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I don't know Keesha if I have any wild oats left in me, I may have a few. Sometimes after a cold one and some music I feel like not as old as I am then reality hits me somewhere.
Hubby took me out to a little club here here and I ordered a Black Russian [ first one I'd had in years ] next thing you know I thought I was a show girl. I was doing the Shimmy, the Twist ,a little cha Cha and tango and the Jerk ' and acting like one'. Hubby took pics with his phone and I only had 2 drinks!!!
I don't get out much so guess I went nuts for awhile. How repulsive and enbarassed I felt the next day. No way would I look at those pics.
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Aneeda72
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Volunteer? Lol, no.
I have a picture of me, I was three years old, standing on a chair in the kitchen drying the family dishes. I was "trained" in housework at an early age.
When I was ten my mother insisted I get a job as my brother started working at the movie theater at 12 for pay. If he could work, I could work. He got to keep his pay, I did not. When the small nursing home moved, my mother drove me around to various places trying to hire me out.
I clearly remember her taking me to a vets office and telling him I could clean out the dog cages because I was small.
The cooking and the stove scared me. You had to turn the gas on, it came out of a small hole in the bottom, and when it lit it made a noise and the flame flared up. I actually stood back and threw lit matches at the hole until it caught. I started cooking when I was five. At five I made simple things like hot chololate. One time I badly burned my hand, a lesson learned.
I picked up the pan by the hot handle-forgot the dish towel. Dropped the pan, spilled the milk, and ran and hid in a large open fireplace. She found me, pulled me out, spanked me for being stupid, and buttered up my hand. But the theater job I loved! I was permitted to work there because when I got older they promised a paying job.
Plus since I worked for free, my parents got free movies as well.
I have a picture of me, I was three years old, standing on a chair in the kitchen drying the family dishes. I was "trained" in housework at an early age.
When I was ten my mother insisted I get a job as my brother started working at the movie theater at 12 for pay. If he could work, I could work. He got to keep his pay, I did not. When the small nursing home moved, my mother drove me around to various places trying to hire me out.
I clearly remember her taking me to a vets office and telling him I could clean out the dog cages because I was small.
The cooking and the stove scared me. You had to turn the gas on, it came out of a small hole in the bottom, and when it lit it made a noise and the flame flared up. I actually stood back and threw lit matches at the hole until it caught. I started cooking when I was five. At five I made simple things like hot chololate. One time I badly burned my hand, a lesson learned.
I picked up the pan by the hot handle-forgot the dish towel. Dropped the pan, spilled the milk, and ran and hid in a large open fireplace. She found me, pulled me out, spanked me for being stupid, and buttered up my hand. But the theater job I loved! I was permitted to work there because when I got older they promised a paying job.
Plus since I worked for free, my parents got free movies as well.
I don't know Keesha if I have any wild oats left in me, I may have a few. Sometimes after a cold one and some music I feel like not as old as I am then reality hits me somewhere.
Hubby took me out to a little club here here and I ordered a Black Russian [ first one I'd had in years ] next thing you know I thought I was a show girl. I was doing the Shimmy, the Twist ,a little cha Cha and tango and the Jerk ' and acting like one'. Hubby took pics with his phone and I only had 2 drinks!!!
I don't get out much so guess I went nuts for awhile. How repulsive and enbarassed I felt the next day. No way would I look at those pics.
Haha. See I knew you have a bit of wild side in you.
Like Gary , I’d love to see at least one picture. It sounds like you had a lot of fun.
On my birthday before last my girlfriend came over and we had some coolers. There’s not much alcohol in them but I’m an easy drunk ( rarely drink ) so got quite looped and my husband took a photo of us and it is hideous but I kept it just for the memory. She is a LOT of fun. When my brother text to wish me a happy birthday he said a birthday really is just like any other day .....
Then I sent him this picture :lofl:
Wow! I shall considerate myself most fortunate. My parents never forced me to work for money.
That must have been really tough Aneeda. They are lucky to have you.
Aneeda72
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Actually it wasn't tough to work for money that mother got. It was tough to empty the coffee cans the ladies went potty in overnight, (yup not really bed pans); and clean up the messes when they missed. At 10 years old, it was simply something she told me to do, and I did it.
But working as a child was not uncommon considering the time period which was the late 1950's. Also, my parents were raised on farms. (I will talk about this more on another post.). Farm children, even today as far as I know, are exempt from child labor laws; and work very hard, very early on.
Migrant children, even in today's society, pick the fields-stoop labor is so hard. If your family owns a restaurant, your young children can work in it. Etc.
You are, indeed, fortunate, to have missed this experience. But it continues, still, all over the world. It continues, still, in the good old USofA.
But working as a child was not uncommon considering the time period which was the late 1950's. Also, my parents were raised on farms. (I will talk about this more on another post.). Farm children, even today as far as I know, are exempt from child labor laws; and work very hard, very early on.
Migrant children, even in today's society, pick the fields-stoop labor is so hard. If your family owns a restaurant, your young children can work in it. Etc.
You are, indeed, fortunate, to have missed this experience. But it continues, still, all over the world. It continues, still, in the good old USofA.
Aneeda you got it right about being raised on a farm or a working family..I was worked like a dog from age 10 on. I was never given any pay and never even question it. I saw migrant children with their parents housed in unsanitary huts (not on our farm) that scared me at that age. They traveled with the crop season (tomato etc.) for canning companies. This was the norm for farm folks, I spoiled my children and now as I look back.
moosehead
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Never had an allowance. I heard that the kid next door got one......Asked my father what an allowance was. He told me it was like having a job and being paid to "do stuff." Like what? Chores.....I went to my room with my dog, Babe, to discuss this. We decided that an allowance Would be a good idea.....Approached my father to ask when I could expect to receive an allowance. He told me to see him next week to discuss it, which led to the week after....Three months later with no allowance in sight, I got me a paper route. I was now a working man, or boy.....
Given that my mom was on welfare for several years, due to not receiving alimony and child support when she should have, I didn't get a formal allowance. If there was something that I wanted, I could do chores, like laundry, and shopping until she felt I had earned it. I realize now that it was a struggle for her, so I'm glad she did it this way. because it still taught me that everything in life wasn't going to be handed to me.
Farm life isn’t for whimps. It’s a tough life. We weren’t farmers but lived right next to them and they worked hard. Some friends from school lived on farms and when we did our student exchange in grade 8 my exchange student lived in a farm so we had goats milk, goats cheese, goats soap, fresh eggs, amazing steaks and bacon. The work however wasn’t for sissy’s.
Like I said earlier, we only got allowance while camping for 2 weeks in the summer and it was a quarter but one day while at Sunday school I saw a girl put in a quarter and take back a dime from the offering so I did that for a few weeks until I got busted. How bad is that? :lofl:
Like I said earlier, we only got allowance while camping for 2 weeks in the summer and it was a quarter but one day while at Sunday school I saw a girl put in a quarter and take back a dime from the offering so I did that for a few weeks until I got busted. How bad is that? :lofl: