What? What’s that? Speak up I can’t hear ya!

“Oh yes in my day things were different…

You kids got it made today why in my day we’d have to get up milk the cow, plow the fields then walk ten miles to a one room school house with a pot bellied stove

No fancy lectricity then we’d have to cut, split, and haul the wood in if we wanted to stay warm at night and have breakfast in the morning

No fancy breakfast either oatmeal thick as cement it was and slabs of bread and molassess

Our only entertainment was listening to the static of radio with the odd burst of words thrown in to tease us…

Yea things were different then

“What? What’s that? Speak up I can’t hear ya!”

“Oh yes in my day things were different…

You young kids today don’t know the half of it, I’d break me back picking berries at 10cents a quart to go to the movies on Saturday

Good movies too, westerns and scary movies and romance not like the filth and naked bodies parading around in front of everyone..

Only time you’d see a naked women in my day was on your wedding night if you was real lucky..

You kids got it made today…

“What? What’s that? Speak up I can’t hear ya!”

Oh yes in my day things were different…

In my day we had to ask our parents for an allowance and sometimes they even made us do chores like make our bed or do dishes or take out the garbage

Garbage why you had to get a bus to get to the nearest mall to go shopping

We never had no fancy computers, no ipods, or no DVDs just good old VCR’s to watch our movies on once we snuck in at twelve or one or two in the morning

We could only get designer clothes once a week or so when our mother’s fell for the sad line “Everyone else has them.”

What? What’s that? Speak up I can’t hear ya!

Oh yes in my day things were different…