Growing Up In The Sixties
A city kid...10 total reviews
Comment from moongirlwriter
Isn't it interesting that no matter how rich or poor children are, they always find ways to have fun. Their imagination is full to the brim and they let it run free. . .no wonder we all longs for those days of our youth. Congratulations on taking 2nd place in this contest. :)
reply by the author on 17-Nov-2021
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Isn't it interesting that no matter how rich or poor children are, they always find ways to have fun. Their imagination is full to the brim and they let it run free. . .no wonder we all longs for those days of our youth. Congratulations on taking 2nd place in this contest. :)
Comment Written 17-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 17-Nov-2021
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Thank you for this nice review and your insightful comments. :)
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:)
Comment from Bill Schott
This poem, Growing Up in the Sixties, brings those now great memories of kids and our endless imaginations taking us from game to game and courageous battles with friendly enemies. Fun stuff.
reply by the author on 16-Nov-2021
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This poem, Growing Up in the Sixties, brings those now great memories of kids and our endless imaginations taking us from game to game and courageous battles with friendly enemies. Fun stuff.
Comment Written 16-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 16-Nov-2021
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Thanks for reading and for this great review. :)
Comment from Patty Palmer
Isn't that the truth? When we were kids we played outside ALL day. We played games all day long that we made up ourselves. Hours on the merry-go-round at the playground playing pick up stick where you had to reach the stick on the ground from the seat you were in as the merry-go-round went round and round. Kids don't know what real fun is and what it's like to play so hard all day that we fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow at bedtime. Those were the days! Your poem brought back happy memories. The picture you chose to use reminds me of playing jump rope and all of the rhymes we said to it. Good luck with the contest. I think this sounds like a winner.
Patty
reply by the author on 16-Nov-2021
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Isn't that the truth? When we were kids we played outside ALL day. We played games all day long that we made up ourselves. Hours on the merry-go-round at the playground playing pick up stick where you had to reach the stick on the ground from the seat you were in as the merry-go-round went round and round. Kids don't know what real fun is and what it's like to play so hard all day that we fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow at bedtime. Those were the days! Your poem brought back happy memories. The picture you chose to use reminds me of playing jump rope and all of the rhymes we said to it. Good luck with the contest. I think this sounds like a winner.
Patty
Comment Written 16-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 16-Nov-2021
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Thank you for this wonderful review. I think kids today miss out by spending all their time looking at screens...oh well. I hope you and your family have a safe and happy holiday.
Comment from lauralumummu
Those were the days. We could make a game and have simple fun, I grew up in Toronto Ontario Can. It was safe to play on the streets. The neighbors were nice. In the summer I went to my Grandmothers cottage by lake Simcoe it was the country then now it's totally different. You created a cool rhyming poem that tells a familiar story. Well done! Laura
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Those were the days. We could make a game and have simple fun, I grew up in Toronto Ontario Can. It was safe to play on the streets. The neighbors were nice. In the summer I went to my Grandmothers cottage by lake Simcoe it was the country then now it's totally different. You created a cool rhyming poem that tells a familiar story. Well done! Laura
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Wow! Thank you so much for this exceptional review...it means a lot to me. :)
Comment from Iza Deleanu
Amen to those memories, life goes on and it's good that we have something to look back. "Growing up on Chicago's south side,
poor, but happy I was as a kid.
I love to think back on those halcyon days,
wonderment was found, in all that we did." Thank you for sharing and good luck with the contest.
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Amen to those memories, life goes on and it's good that we have something to look back. "Growing up on Chicago's south side,
poor, but happy I was as a kid.
I love to think back on those halcyon days,
wonderment was found, in all that we did." Thank you for sharing and good luck with the contest.
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Thanks so much, I appreciate your comments. :)
Comment from WriterHeather
This is such a lovely and well written poem about yuh our childhood stomping grounds! Kids are just the best at imagination! Its too bad so many adults lose it
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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This is such a lovely and well written poem about yuh our childhood stomping grounds! Kids are just the best at imagination! Its too bad so many adults lose it
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Thank you so much, this means the world to me. :)
Comment from Eunice Amero
Yes l remember those games and how we would play house with our dolls. This generation has tAken all our joys and freedom away. It sometimes briings tears to my eyes. I also remeber our wonderful christmas when we got up and saw our bowls full of candy. My mom worked hard. She had a canteen and had to bring cases of pop in the house so they wouldnt bust. The bottles were in wooden boxes. How l loved it home. It moves my emotion. Good luck you did a great job.
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Yes l remember those games and how we would play house with our dolls. This generation has tAken all our joys and freedom away. It sometimes briings tears to my eyes. I also remeber our wonderful christmas when we got up and saw our bowls full of candy. My mom worked hard. She had a canteen and had to bring cases of pop in the house so they wouldnt bust. The bottles were in wooden boxes. How l loved it home. It moves my emotion. Good luck you did a great job.
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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I remember those wooden boxes! Thank you for this wonderful 6 star review, it's very appreciated. :)
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You are welcome
Comment from zanya
A childhood filled with lots of interesting activities to stretch a child's active imagination -it's such a shame our kids today spend so much time on screens-
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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A childhood filled with lots of interesting activities to stretch a child's active imagination -it's such a shame our kids today spend so much time on screens-
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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I agree, for kids back then life was so much more fun and interesting. Thank you for reading my poem and for this great review. :)
Comment from Word Junkie
Hello Author,
You did a great job of placing the reader in those halcyon days of your youth. So often kids can't wait to grow up. Then they grow up and find themselves wishing they could return to those days when life was simpler, or so it seemed.
I'll make some suggestions. These are suggestions only--take or shake.
Please capitalize your title properly. In the voting booth, I don't even review entries when words in the title are not properly capitalized.
Is 'that' necessary in the first line?
kickball, one word
red light, green light
The "pump" was opened on days that were hot, -- days that were hot = passive ... even in poetry, try to avoid passive tense ...
Those are my only suggestions. This poem flows smoothly after the first stanza. Word choice was excellent.
Well done, write on, and good luck in the contest!
Lana
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Hello Author,
You did a great job of placing the reader in those halcyon days of your youth. So often kids can't wait to grow up. Then they grow up and find themselves wishing they could return to those days when life was simpler, or so it seemed.
I'll make some suggestions. These are suggestions only--take or shake.
Please capitalize your title properly. In the voting booth, I don't even review entries when words in the title are not properly capitalized.
Is 'that' necessary in the first line?
kickball, one word
red light, green light
The "pump" was opened on days that were hot, -- days that were hot = passive ... even in poetry, try to avoid passive tense ...
Those are my only suggestions. This poem flows smoothly after the first stanza. Word choice was excellent.
Well done, write on, and good luck in the contest!
Lana
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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Thank you for this nice review and your helpful suggestions....both are greatly appreciated. :)
Comment from Modee
I grew up in the sixties, also - but in San Francisco. Same thing - out all night, playing in the streets. This one brought back so many memories. Thanks for that.
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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I grew up in the sixties, also - but in San Francisco. Same thing - out all night, playing in the streets. This one brought back so many memories. Thanks for that.
Comment Written 14-Nov-2021
reply by the author on 14-Nov-2021
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A kindred spirit! Thank you for this great review, it's always appreciated. :)
