The good old days

I grew up in a place called Carmona (Goa-India)😁 during a time when everyone treated each other like Family 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦We went outside to play on streets, build dens and make tree swings 🌳, we got dirty, bathed 🛀🏻.
on a Sunday we didn't eat fast food🍟🍔....we ate a Sunday dinner...proper home made food 🍝 and chips cooked in a proper chip pan! we got ice cream 🍦from Amul or Baskin Robbins when we could afford it, otherwise a choc ice from the freezer. We played football ⚽️, kabaddi , Hide and Seek🙈 and 🏁🏃 Made life long friendships and are still in touch with them today albeit not on a regular basis, but true friends.There was no bottled water 💦 we drank water from the tap (bathroom tap at night)🚰 we shared the same bottle of pop... After we'd wiped it with our mucky sleeves, We only had kids tv after school and Saturday mornings 📺 We rode our bikes 🚲 for hours 🕰 There was no such thing as a mobile 📱 or any other electronic device 📵. If someone had a fight, that's exactly what it was... a fist fight👊. Kids didn't have guns🔫 or knives🔪. The street lights 💡were our curfew or until our mum shouted us. School was mandatory ✏️📒. We watched our mouths around our elders👴🏼👵🏼 because we knew we'd get a clip. Sayings like "What's for tea?" your guaranteed reply was shit with sugar on “where's Mum?" Run off with the milk man would be the answer. Nothing was too PC back then 💭.👭👬👫and you will never forget where you came from!