Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don't think she was 3, but she could have been 6? The expectations in the 50s, 60s and even 70s (and forget about the decades before that when little kids worked in sweat shops!) were more less hands-on raising kids. I definitely grew up in an out of sight, out of mind household. As long as we showed up for dinner all was good.
She’s told this story for years. Maybe 20 years.
Assuming it’s true, what are the implications?
Also, she grew up in a very safe and idyllic neighborhood. It was a city bus but likely a short trip lasting less than 10 minutes I suspect
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don't think she was 3, but she could have been 6? The expectations in the 50s, 60s and even 70s (and forget about the decades before that when little kids worked in sweat shops!) were more less hands-on raising kids. I definitely grew up in an out of sight, out of mind household. As long as we showed up for dinner all was good.
She’s told this story for years. Maybe 20 years.
Assuming it’s true, what are the implications?
Also, she grew up in a very safe and idyllic neighborhood. It was a city bus but likely a short trip lasting less than 10 minutes I suspect
Why do you care what the implications are of a bus ride 70 years ago? Really. What is the point?
Anonymous wrote:My older sister took the public bus (not a school bus, a public bus) to and from Kindergarten alone in Australia in the 70's. I would have too, except I had an older sister riding the same route.
My mom walked us to the stop, and we got off when we could see school. On the way home, we got off when we could see our mom. Once, my sister missed the bus home because she got back late from a field trip, and so I rode alone, but I looked out the window on the wrong side, and missed my mom, and rode all the way to the end of the line where I followed a passenger home, waited till they went inside and then knocked. Passenger called my mom and offered to drive me home, which she accepted.
I would not allow my kid to do this, but it's certainly not a traumatic memory. It was a different time and place.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don't think she was 3, but she could have been 6? The expectations in the 50s, 60s and even 70s (and forget about the decades before that when little kids worked in sweat shops!) were more less hands-on raising kids. I definitely grew up in an out of sight, out of mind household. As long as we showed up for dinner all was good.
She’s told this story for years. Maybe 20 years.
Assuming it’s true, what are the implications?
Also, she grew up in a very safe and idyllic neighborhood. It was a city bus but likely a short trip lasting less than 10 minutes I suspect
Anonymous wrote:I don't think she was 3, but she could have been 6? The expectations in the 50s, 60s and even 70s (and forget about the decades before that when little kids worked in sweat shops!) were more less hands-on raising kids. I definitely grew up in an out of sight, out of mind household. As long as we showed up for dinner all was good.
Anonymous wrote:What country was this in? What year?