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July 23, 2005

Guest Post #3

kr’s note: I found this to be hilarious and so true. We (meaning us young’uns) are such pansies compared to the old-timers. Also, I updated the site music to an old Yusuf Islam song from the 80’s–let me know what you guys think of it. And keep them du’as coming please.

kr’s note #2 (this has nothing to do with the following post): So apparently this grand buffoon, Rep. Tom Tancredo, suggested that if a nuclear attack were to happen in the United States and the show host said, “You’re talking about bombing Makkah?”. He replied, “Yeah.” Of course, this has a lot of Muslims ticked off–perhaps rightfully so. But as for myself, my opinion on his comments… well, here, perhaps the words of Shaykh Rock will suffice:

Have you not considered how your Lord dealt with the owners of the Elephant?”… Abrahah and his cronies were wiped out when they tried. I DARE them to try.

assalaamu alaikum

Here’s my submission for a guest entry on your Xanga. You know me in real life but if you could, please keep me anonymous. This is something I came across and I found it to be funny and insightful on our generation vs. the “old school” generation. Thanks, and keep updating regularly after your boards are done. InshAllah you’ll do great, we’re all making dua for you.

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1920’s 30’s, 40’s, 50’s, 60’s, 70’s

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.

They didn’t need birthing classes or birthing videos to do what comes naturally.

No need for back rubs, a partner to breathe with them, or the need to put the blessed event on a home movie for all and sundry to see..

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints, with bars you could get your head stuck in.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE  actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because……………. WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING !

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We respected the authority of adults, parents, aunties, uncles, teachers, police officers and the like.

We had to attend school every day and like it. We worked our butts off because we knew the consequences of a poor report card. The Teacher was always right, and your parents sided with them.

When we misbehaved, were rude, spiteful, or didn’t follow the rules, we were caned, detained, and reprimanded. We didn’t go home and tell our parents what happened because we knew we’d get walloped again.

We had three meals a day and we ate what was put in front of us. No choices. You ate what you were given and you ate it all…..”There were children starving around the world.”

We had an extended family watching out for us……….aunties, neighbors, and your friends mothers. If you were caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing, you got a slap up the side of the head from some one.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

If you were lucky enough to get pocket money………you had to earn it.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet  chat rooms……….WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and  the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

Dirty knees and fingernails showed we knew how to play, explore and have FUN………a few bruises and scabs proved we were tough.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how strong and independent their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?


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  1. Anonymous permalink

    man been really lacking on my Xanga rounds. Count these eprops for all the previous entries too!

  2. Anonymous permalink

    this is me taking a break durin a practice MCAT…
    dua’as for the MCATs please…

  3. simplicity.

  4. Those were the days. I loved those days.Aww memories.

  5. The good old days 🙂 It makes me kind of sad to think about how my children just don’t have that kind of freedom. I bought my 5 year old daughter a bike, but she’s never ridden it because she can’t go out on her own and I just haven’t had the time to get her out…she’s had it two weeks now. Poor kid. When I was her age I was riding my bike all over the place with no one watching.

  6. Anonymous permalink

    AWESOME coworker, of irish decent and in his mid-50s, coincidentally told me something that relates to this post: when he was FIVE years old(way WAY back) his mother used to give him 5 cents to go get a loaf of bread. He would take his THREE year old sister and walk in the middle of the night to get that loaf of bread. Then, he told me how that is completely non-existant these days. He cant assign his 13-year old daughter this daunting and dangerous task: to walk 2 blocks to get bread from the grocery store.These are the days when a convicted felon can sue a police officer FROM his JAIL CELL for not putting handcuffs on him without causing injury to his arm…even though it’s the felon who was the one using force to flee at the time.anyone remember that story?amazing.

  7. Anonymous permalink

    That kind of life style can still be found….but not in the US.

  8. its me nice khutbah at ifs my name is abdul

  9. Anonymous permalink

    the old days were something even else…my nephew who’s 2 and half plays on :…
    that’s pathetic :-…. we had so much more fun alhamdulillah

  10. Yes, yes we did have fun– even into the early 80s (why were the 80s cut out? and how many children of the 20s and 30s do you all know that are very co-herent?)  we too are a special breed- living through the last of the cold war era and such. 
    You can still find places like the “good ol’ days” of innocence, just not in medium-large metropolitan areas.  Even some small suburbs are not safe.  But real small towns and places with a population closer to 5k or so– they aren’t as wretched.  I’m telling you, satistically speaking, it’s poverty and immigration that has ruined this country.  We’ve immigrated not only ppl but drugs, ideas, philosophies that we are owed something.  We need to start taking the rights of idiots and criminals away….. just put them down and out of the greater good of society’s misery.  [thank you, and now i will get off my soapbox]

  11. BY THE WAY…. anybody have a home large enough (and hopefully nobody in your place has allergies) to support a kitten for about a month or so?  It’s a beautiful, playful, quite intelligent 4-5 month old Siamese kitten and he needs a place to stay for about 5 weeks.  My grandmother is moving in for a little bit and she’s sick, immuno-compromised,……. so, how about helping a brother out?

  12. “We need to start taking the rights of idiots and criminals away….. just put them down and out of the greater good of society’s misery”
    amen to the idiots part… criminals are just trying to put food on the table….

  13. “Innocence” and “purity” in the secular, societal sense are overrated. the heterogeneity of our society is one of its greatest assets.  That “immigration” has ruined this country is an averment that is not only supercilious, but also dangerously huntington-esque in its ability to arouse unwarranted paranoia. As far as criminals and drugs are concerned, the US far exceeds any other country in its inefficiency and inequity in so-called law-enforcement and criminal justice. We have certainly succeeded in taking away the rights of both “idiots” (judged as such by those with the political clout to assert what they see as “reasonable”) and “criminals” (many of whom are unjustly detained for a variety of inane reasons).  To believe that merely “putting them away” will increase the overall welfare or safety of society is to completely disregard the reality that we all have a stake, financial or spiritual or whatever, in ensuring that the rights of these already marginalized groups are upheld. Instead of dismissing these problems as “wretched” urban phenomena that infringe upon our places of privilege, perhaps we ought to use our own ranks to rectify them. After all, “‘ibaadAllah” are those that realize that their own wellbeing lies intertwined with that of the “miskeenan wa yateeman wa aseera.” with peace,IJB

  14. I stand corrected, 1 eprop to you IJB  [don’t know half of what the first 2 sentences meant– but nonetheless…… corrected i stand]….. sorta

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