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07/09/2025

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03/09/2025

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03/09/2025

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22/03/2024

I grew up in Roodepoort ❤️ and I never once questioned my parents income!! It was never a discussion. We ate homemade meals consisting of meat, potatoes, rice and vegetables - (which were not an optional choice).

We didn't talk unless told to, hence we were known as the silent generation. We never touched anything that did not belong to us.

We never opened a refrigerator at anyone's house unless asked to do so.
We were taught to respect other peoples property. And we were rewarded for acting properly.
We grew up during a time when we cleaned house, pulled weeds, babysat, helped with all chores. We by no means were given everything we wanted.
We went outside a lot to play, run with friends, play hide and seek, or went bike riding.
We rarely just sat inside.

Bottled water was unheard of. If we had a Coke, it was in a glass bottle, and we didn’t break the bottle when finished. We saved the bottle for the return money.
We had to tell our parents where we were going, who we were going with, and be home before dark..

You LEARNED from your parents instead of disrespecting them and treating them as if they knew absolutely nothing. What they said was LAW and you did not question it and you had better know it! We watched what we said around our elders and neighbors because we knew if we DISRESPECTED any grown-up, we would get a real good whooping, it wasn't called abuse, it was called DISCIPLINE!

We held the doors for others and carried the shopping into the house. We gave up our seat for an older person without being asked.
You didn't hear swear words on the radio in songs or on TV.

“PLEASE and THANK YOU", were part of our daily vocabulary!

The world we live in now is just so full of people who hate and DISRESPECT others.

Friends, consider Re-posting if you're thankful for your childhood. I will never forget where I came from and only wish children and people nowadays had half the chance at the fun and respect for real life we grew up with! And we were never bored!
I Copied and pasted (change where YOU grew up). I received this from a good friend . This is exactly the way I was raised & I totally agree.

16/03/2024

For close friends. I'm afraid I have some very personal reasons for this post. People’s true colors come out when there is no attention in them. Unfortunately some friends are about to press "like", but they really don't read it because it takes time to read this
statement and when they see it's long they skip it.
Now looking at those who take the time to read this post to the end.. (I think I'll figure it out, 5 maybe 6 will). If they on my Facebook it’s because I care. I'd love to see if we can still chat more than just liking each other and texting each other something.
I decided to participate in an experience called "Bread Meeting". "The idea is to see who reads posts without photos. We are so consumed with technology that we forget the most important thing: good friendships. If no one is reading this message, it will be a short social experiment.
But if you finish to the end, I would like you to comment in one word about us. For example: a place, an object, a person, a moment when you remember me. Then copy this text and post it to your page (don't share) I'll go to your page to leave one word that reminds me of you. Please don't comment if you don't have time to copy the text. This will destroy the experiment.
Let's see who spent their time reading and replying according to the common Facebook story! Thank you for participating! ❤️ let's see the reality!

09/03/2024

Vra vir gebede. Kom ons kry 'n online gebedskring aan die gang. My liefde vir almal wat dit lees. Kom ons bid vandag vir mekaar want gebede is nou nodig. As ek nie jou naam sien nie, sal ek verstaan. Ek vra my familie en vriende waar u ookal mag wees, om hierdie status vir een uur te plaas, om 'n gebed te fluister vir almal wat familieprobleme, gesondheidstryde, werkskwessies of bekommernisse van enige aard het en net moet weet dat iemand omgee. Doen dit vir ons almal, want niemand is immuun nie. Ek hoop om dit op die mure van my familie en vriende te sien net vir morele ondersteuning.
Ek het dit vir iemand anders gedoen en jy kan ook💞
Ek het gekopieer en op my muur gepos.

29/01/2024

I grew up in South Africa and never once questioned my parents income, it was never a discussion. We didn't eat a lot of fast food because it was considered a treat, not a food group. We drank Kool-Aid made from water that came from our kitchen sink with real sugar. We ate polony sandwiches, or even tuna (which was in a can not a pouch), grilled cheese sandwiches, hot dogs, but mostly homemade meals consisting of meat, potatoes, and vegetables - (which were not an optional choice).No vegetables, no dessert!!!
We grew up during a time when we mowed lawns, pulled weeds, babysat, helped neighbours with chores to be able to earn our own money. We by no means were given everything we wanted.
We went outside a lot to play, ride bikes, run with friends, play hide and seek, or went swimming. We rarely just sat inside. We drank tap water from the water hose outside, bottled water was unheard of. If we had a coke, it was in a glass bottle, and we didn’t break the bottle when finished. We saved it and cashed it back in at the store for a refund.
After school, we came home and did homework and chores, before going outside or having friends over. We would ride our bikes for hours. We had to tell our parents where we were going, who we were going with, and be home when the street lights came on!
You LEARNED from your parents instead of disrespecting them, and treating them as if they knew absolutely nothing. What they said was LAW, and you did not question it, and you had better know it!
We watched what we said around our elders because we knew if we DISRESPECTED any grown-up we would get our behinds whipped, it wasn't called abuse, it was called discipline! We held doors, carried groceries, and gave up our seat for an older person without being asked. You didn't hear curse words on the radio in songs or TV, and if you cursed and got caught you had a bar of soap stuck in your mouth.
“Please, Thank you, yes please, no thank you, yes ma'am, no ma'am yes sir, and no sir were part of our daily vocabulary!
The world we live in now is just so full of people who hate and disrespect others.
Consider Re-posting if you're thankful for your childhood. I will never forget where I came from and only wish children now days had half the chance at the fun and respect for real life we grew up with! And we were never bored!
Copied and pasted 👊🤗👍

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14/06/2023

One more day then I'll go home

Celebrating the end of the school year is to serious # inner child