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When I was a kid, we played mostly outside because there was more security and freedom, and less technology. We didn't invent many ways, and one of them was to play battle royale in abandoned places, making rifles out of a wooden board. You'd place a wooden board roughly the size of a human arm and hammer a nail into one end and a clothespin into the other end with a nail, a thick, elastic rubber band with the iron from another clothespin. When you let go of the first clothespin, the iron and the rubber band would fly out, leaving you covered in bruises every time you came home.
That's how I developed a good aim that lasts to this day.
Before, we had more imagination and fewer resources.
Near where I lived there was an old ww2 tunnel/bunker that supposedly led all the way to the next town over, or so we heard, we explored right up to the point it had been sealed off, didn't find much there. It's been sealed off entirely now.
Even though there were still many destroyed houses from the civil war here back then, it was like a set from a movie we used to watch on TV, and it immersed you in the action, like a real battle. It was fun, although painful. Your uncle and father are my family. Give them my regards when you see them, if that's possible.
I remember seeing the start of the Ukraine war, some young Russians who'd probably been playing on their x boxes not long before stuck in a elevator that had been turned off. Most of the comments were along the lines of "throw a grenade in". I know there's many on the internet who follow the war as though they are personally involved, read all the horror stories. Yet we know from history that's what war is. It's what I'd expect to read and see. So I don't follow it that closely but I am aware of it. Easy for some to say stuff behind a screen. I'm no fan of Putin, I'm no fan of western politicians either. I hope the guns stop and the talking starts.
Are they organizing a war? Let their children go fight because mine won't, and we all know what's going on. They'll pull strings everywhere, using their stratospheric salaries, which we all pay for with our taxes, to free their children and let ours die.
Hahahahahahhahahhahhahhahha, Yes, apparently they're softer and more pampered, and if they break a nail, they cry, that's the way it is.
If you had been born in my era, you would surely have had a good time. We cried less, we resisted more, and when you got home, you would tell your mother any story when she saw your bruises. "I fell off my bike, Mom," it became "Playing soccer, Mom," hahahahahaha.