Bianca and Bernard
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When DS was in 5th grade, we moved to a new house, where there was a boy his age next door. The boy was not allowed to walk to our house without a parent walking him over, for the first year we were there. You couldn't see our front door from their yard (it was set back in a small alcove), but you could see up to that alcove. The ends of our driveways were literally less than 2 feet apart.Not the poster you quoted, but I do enjoy people watching just because there's such an endless variety of humans. People are interesting. It really isn't anything more or less than that.
I was never by myself because I grew up in a neighborhood full of kids with similar rules, but we were walking home from school starting in K. Not so much to school because of the early hour, it being still dark for a chunk of the school year, and parents being available to drop off on their way to work. But quite a few of us walked home together from the time we started school. Now the school I went to actively discourages walkers; only 4th and 5th graders are allowed to leave without their pick-up person, there are no more crossing guards, and they closed off the walking path that let us bypass the busy street and go straight into our residential area from the playground.
When DH and I bought out house, we were actively looking for a place where kids still have more of the freedom we had as kids. We didn't want the kids growing up with the "never out of an adult's sight" rules that have come to dominate the communities where we both grew up. But even here, it isn't without controversy. My kids have had friends who aren't allowed to walk to school, to play at the park in later elem, to go to the beach as teens, etc. A couple of DD14's friends come from families that don't start allowing the kids unsupervised time away from home until they start driving!
They started allowing him to walk over, when the boys were in 6th grade, but they would watch him. He'd have to call if he was leaving our house, so that they could come and watch for him. Again....literally next door. The only other option was if I were to go outsid and watch him until he got home, then they'd come out and wave to say they had him. Kid had a physical disability, but not one that stopped him from walking or any regular movement. He just couldn't jump or wrestle (until he had surgery while they were in junior high, but the boys had stopped being friends by then; then the parents divorced and mom moved the boys away).
He was a mess when I got him and I spent a couple years working with him to correct his behavior. Made huge strides and got him to the point where he was pretty normal. But, as he aged and lost eyesight and hearing it all fell apart again and the last few years with him were an absolute nightmare. It’s been four years since he died and I can’t bring myself to consider getting another dog, even after having had them my entire life prior to him. He essentially ruined dogs for me.