Good Childhood Memories?

[sun seeker]

jungle gyms, come in many forms,

Thanks @Saetva, but if you look at her post she didn't say jungle gyms but jingle jumps, and I don't think it was a typo because she said "one on each leg."

 

[Seasounds]

@sunseeker, thanks for the correction.
We will have to wait for her to answer.
Maybe she meant the equivalent to Pogo sticks?
Thanks.

 

[Changing4Best]

The neighborhood kids and my sister and I built a little town around a little "lake" we made. My sister had a little sailboat and if I recall correctly, I had a little plastic "motorboat." We had houses made out of bricks and my sister had made a "front porch" for her house out of wood in our grandfather's wood shop. We all had toy trucks or cars also. We would drive our trucks and cars around, visiting each other with our vehicles. We had some dolls too, which represented us. We would talk to one another and play together with all of this as if we were living in the houses and riding in the trucks, cars and boats. It was a lot of fun, and we spent hours playing in our little "town."

 

[Ronin]

Older bro teaching me. Everything. He was golden and patient with all my shitfits about 'can't do! and who needs laces anyway? And I don't care for your stupid plants and how they need to be cut to proper grow!'

 

[jaccat]

Chasing my brothers across a wild empty moor. One brother teaching me how to ride a bike without stabilisers. Running off with the neighbourhood kids into the wood and playing by the river for hours. Taking part in a fun run in the rain. Listening to my dad's records on the big old hi fi in the front room. Books, everywhere, in my house, and the joy of exploring them.

 

[Changing4Best]

There was a place that we all called Second Falls. It was a huge pond that was fed by a water falls. Its exit was a creek. It was really difficult to get to, as you would have to climb down the side of a ravine while holding a vine to keep from falling down the cliff. It was our secret place. All the kids in the area knew how to get there. It was down at the end of a dead end street. We'd ride there on our bikes, then go down the cliff holding the vines. Oh yes, there were two logs you had to walk across as well, on the way to the pond.

We loved to sit by the waterfalls with our feet dangling in them as the water rushed by. We could not swim in the pond though, as there was a rumor that there were snapping turtles in it.

Speaking of snapping turtles, one time while my dad was taking me for a row boat ride in a lake not far from our home, we saw a snapping turtle in the lake. We got pretty close to it and took some pictures of it before it immersed and vanished. It was awesome looking!

 

[NoWhereKnowWhere]

When the holidays started knowing I was going to stay at my grand parents farm. Making forts in the hay bails. Making rope swings, playing dominos and cards when it was rainy.

 

[City Slicker]

The jungle jumps my aunt had were these plastic toys you fit over the back of your shoe with a strap along the top of your shoe - from that was attached a long plastic cord with a ball at the end. You kicked out the foot with the toy on it which got the ball moving in an arc and you jumped over it.

By the time we had them they were hoops that fit around the bottom of your leg with a cord and a ball - same principle.

I haven't thought about those in such a long time.

And superballs. when you bounced them they seemed to shoot into the stratosphere.

And paint by numbers where if you got a new kit, everything was in it, and there wasn't anything you had to buy. You could just find a place to hide and paint all by yourself.

Good times!

 

[Mit]

Being allowed to get out of bed after weeks bed bound in hospital, and learning to walk again.

Going home after weeks or months in hospital. I was always sad to say goodbye to nurses and friends I'd made, but to be free of pain, needles, horrid medicines and examinations, I would have ran out had I been able.

Age 10. Being able to stand up to go to the toilet for the first time in my life, without making a terrible mess. Like a normal boy. A real boy.

After weeks of trying, suddenly being able to recognise the constellations. A new world opened up to me that night.

My dad telling me the sky never stopped going up. And being totally amazed.

 

[Changing4Best]

The neighborhood kids and I loved to play pranks on adults. We would put some dog do in a paper bag, set it down on someone's cement porch (never a wooden porch!), light it on fire, and run for our lives after we rang their doorbell! We'd leave one of us across the road hiding behind a tree or something to watch what they did when they opened the door. Usually they would stomp on it and put the fire out, while getting their feet full of "you know what!"

 

[DharmaGirl]

You kicked out the foot with the toy on it which got the ball moving in an arc and you jumped over it.

That is a jingle jump! You could put a hoop on both legs and double jump!

That reminds me of Chinese jump rope. I could play that for hours. Nancy Drew Mysteries. Singing in the choir.

 

[Changing4Best]

Sometimes during the summer, we were allowed to stay up after dark and play around the neighborhood. No one worried about kidnappings or anything like that. So we would run around playing hide and seek, making high pitched squeaking noises that would drive the barn bats crazy in their flight to catch insects. They would change course when we made these high pitched noises. This was so fun, we got a real kick out of it! Also, we loved watching all the fire flies lighting up around us as we played.