Yes, my brother and all the kids in the neighbourhood should to meet up for a game of soccer, cowboys and indians, War, etc. climbing trees, making camp fires in the paddocks, etc...all good clean fun. (We sometimes we got a bit dirty), fishing in the small creek with our bare hands trying to catch fish and bring them home in a glass jar. Riding our horses made gallops along the verges and in the nearby forest with my girlfriends. Crawley Cowboys we called ourselves. What great memories.

Mine is playing with others in our street, we were always playing tag or swimming. We lived on a canal so we would either be in there or some ones pool or our pool. I had to be home when the street lights came on. If no one was around I would play with my dog which we ended up having to give away. Very sad for me. I also would play by myself on the empty property next door. If they'd slashed the grass I would make my self a nest. I know imagination which I think kids lack these days.

Mum used to give me breakfast then tell me to go outside and play, like Connie I was told to be home before dark.

Lots of good memories & some bad ones too. Until high school I grew up north of Cairns(Australia). Small school, no uniform, no shoes, rode our bikes everywhere with our unleashed dogs. Everyone knew everyone, by todays standards we were almost feral animals til the street lights came on.

Playing with and meeting with the local neighbourhood kids.

Finding cat shit in the sand box..

My friends.

playing with my friends

Father smiling

Yes I have so many similar happy memories - but we lived in a different world then. These days there is no way kids can play like that unsupervised I say. Unless you are lucky enough to have a relative that lives in a property.................. It is not really even safe down at parks without Mum or Dad there anymore.

Playing hopscotch on the pavement outside our house, and rambling through the bush at our holiday shack. Finding unseen caverns and playing in them.

Just playing out side and swimming in our pool

Thanks everyone for the help.

Spending every school holiday at my aunties farm as both my parents worked. We had fun playing tennis, looking for eggs, collecting salad vegetables from the veggie garden, riding bikes, sliding down hills on flattened cardboard boxes, riding one of the horses, "helping" with the milking of the cows, then travelling on the ox-wagon when it took the milk to the village to be collected from the station, fishing in one of the dams and being free to wander all over the farm, as well as having our two cousins available to play with. The six of us got up to a lot of mischief. Our aunt must have had the patience of a saint to have the six of us for weeks on end! Those were the days.

Camping with the whole family in place like Cowra, Tumut racing down the river in an old rubber tyre inner tube

On a hot day putting swimmers on and playing with the hose. (And water used to be free)

Favorite memory is of chasing cute little soldier crabs at the beach. Never hurt them of course. Don't even know if the poor little things are around anymore, now that we have become so populated.

Best childhood memory for me is when my grandparents used to take my brother and I away on road trips every so often around the South Island..memories that I will always treasure.

My grandparents raised me in the suburbs, but they also had a small farm in the country so i had the best of both worlds. At home i always had pets- a large variety of birds and poultry, dogs, rabbits, guinea pigs and poddy lambs from time to time. AT the farm we had sheep and when up there i would help my Pop's friends on their farms too, i would get to help with fencing, shearing time, marking the lambs, catching yabbies, swimming in billabongs, dams, creeks and rivers, having to fetch water from the creek and springs during times of drought so our sheep (and us) had water to drink. We had veggie gardens and there was always a spare section of garden where i was allowed to dig as much as i wanted- i found lots of bones from pets long gone as well as glass bottles and toys which would have belonged to my aunts and uncles in the decades before me. . These days my own kids are not as lucky as i was. The days have changed, our trust in people we don't know has changed (and for good reason too). PLayng sport in local parks has to be done with a trusted adult's supervision, the roads are much busier now so it's no longer safe to play sport out the front near or on the roads.

Thanks ROXANNA, But how do i find go into my acc. I do not see it at all.

Running under the sprinklers on a very hot day with my 2 sisters. In whatever clothes we were wearing at the time.

i have so many, but growing up in a large family in the 50,s, every school holiday one of my sisters and i used to spend it at my grandmothers. we would get up in the morning and walk along the petone foreshore and play on the swings, then we used to go to the rink and roller skate. every xmas dad and mum packed us all up and we spent 2 weeks camping by the lake, great memories.

Going to the beach and fishing with my dad.

wonderful in all things I was lucky

A couple of times at grandparent's , - "Ok? if you really want fried mushrooms for the dinner then take the basket and go pick em at the bush fringe." And it was easy and fun, and tasty at the dinner table.

Spearing trout, catching koura and eels and building huts in the bush…all outside the back door ……lol

Camping as kids by the river with loved ones, some who have now passed

Can someone please tell me how do i report no points recd. for a survey.

Camping in the high country every year...Swimming,bushwalks,fishing and shooting...A great way to grow up...

Telling stories over a fire

I have probably heaps of childhood memories but just know I went to school and then at 15 worked at the Post office. But I do have 1 memory that is superglued to brain. My parents,older brother,me and maybe a baby brother went to a local movie theatre and saw a movie.It would be early 1950's.I can recall every bit of that movie from start to end as if it was yesterday.I was born 1948 so maybe 4 years old as youngest was born 1952.never known or found out name of it.

Be home when the street lights come on or else

Arnt they great they get better every year

match of the day theme tune. I was 2, Nan was baby sitting so I was up late (1030) lol

Riding my bike with my brother & the next door neiighbours. Getting dressed up ( shooting the indians - Dad made the outfits)

riding my bike with my dog running along side to keep me company.

we would put a board over the drain in the gutter to stop the ball going down. the forget and a downpour would come through and one of the Dad's would get wet removing the board as the gutters would flood. in winter it was kick to kick with the footy. running through the sprinklers in summer

Visiting/staying with my grandparents in the village and following them around as they went about their daily chores and sitting down to the evening meal, mostly chicken broth and listening to their stories. Of course there was no electricity bills to worry about as only had the oil lamps so it was off to bed early, except when I creeped out and entertained myself by eavesdropping.

Mine is growing up on our farm and riding my horse at all the shows around us and just having fun on the land it was the best ever we had so much fun and we also played sport with the local clubs

Play cricket in the backyard during summer

Many happy memories of going everywhere with my Dad , even had me playing golf at 4 years old.

Playing in the back yard pitching a tent made up of blankets and pegs. Sis and I would play outdoors for ages. Also grouping my dolls and teddy bears pretending to be a teacher with made up writing books or playing house and the cat was my child. They were good times now kids do not use their imagination too may toys. Parents do waste a lot of money when children prefer one on one.

My early years were spent in the Warwickshire countryside and I loved the time when the gypsies came to trade their horses and pick up casual work on farms. My family never had any qualms about me going to their camps and riding horses.I loved it when our little 'spinny' was carpetted with Blubells. I would lie down with my face pressed into them and wonder what my future would be. On my last trip to the UK and now a rather senior lady, I burst into tears at the sight of a field covered with Bluebells and realised it would probably be the last time I would ever see any again.

Exploring approximately four acres of bush with a stream running though it that was in front of our section

I was a baseball nut and I was out playing ball all day long,

My childhood was spoilt by my father dying my youngest brother was born 3 months after he died, I was the eldest so I got to be used to help with housework shopping etc Not my best part of life

Growing up on the farm, playing outside with others, was always fun. And having relations visit was always enjoyable. Making your own fun, in a much simpler time, unlike today's world.

I had a great childhood/ I pity today's generation that are fixated on technology

They are the treasures that can never be replace,( good or bad ) A man on his death bed, said to his wife, before he passed away. " honey I wish I was a child again " that was childhood memories coming back to him

home made canoes.. old corrugated iron and apple boxes were the components, and a broom handle with a table tennis bat each end. waterproofing with melted tar off the road, helped by blowtorch.and..... Jumping off a balcony using a golf umbrella as a parachute. and giving younger brother a "dubb" on the bar of my bike... scaring the daylights out of him on long downhill runsEdited 24-Sep-21 10:18am

When you grow up in poor areas of a municipial - you don't have a CHILDHOOD. You grow up fast or you DO NOT make it out of that poor area. I grow up in poor areas of municipalities and I started having sex with the opposite gender in elementary school (the only advantage of growing up in a poor areas of municipalities - you start having mind bending sex earlier in life (the females were always older then me - which lead to me - always dating females older me)) - so some of my childhood memories are SWEET but X-RATED!Edited 24-Sep-21 22:34pm

My favorite childhood memories is when my immediate and extended families come over and have holiday's dinners with us at my home every year such as Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter and fourth of July.

I dont have fond memories of my childhood.

I was bought up on a farm along with 4 sisters and 2 brothers we had so much fun and spent most of time out side. I used to love going to help my dad and one of my brothers on the farm. Was fun times as a child.

We all need to get back to that sense of wonder....Adults are such a pain in the arse...they have seen it all before...they are bored...they are tired...nothing is fresh... and having fun is so difficult!...we all need a lot more simple innocence and fun ...look at that boy in the photo...if he was 50 he would probably need a bottle of vodka to be having that much fun.... no wonder we all drink so much..... Edited 24-Sep-21 01:33am

I grew up in Fiji and we only knew how to play outside. Mainly soccer or football whatever the term is these days and loved every minute of it with all the neighborhood kids. It's very different nowadays we have technology now in terms of mobile phones, games and other platforms that are more fun for kids now. Times are changing now there are more fun games on your computer or gaming consoles and children these days are so tech savvy as they say.

Also being outside with my friends or siblings. Hopefully my kids have those same memories because I made them go outside all the time

We lived in a very large house with an enormous garden. My two older sisters and I were always outside running, jumping around and generally being noisy little beggars. The smell of freshly cut lawn and flower beds still makes me smile every time.

Playing outside after dark with my cousins.

Like you I played outside with friends. However, I think these days due to heavy traffic and safety issues children cannot enjoy that type of freedom anymore sadly. I think you have to get them into some form of sport, swimming, basketball, footy, cricket, whatever so they can mix with others of their own age. Sitting looking at screens does not allow their brains to develop correctly nor their eyes apparently. The connections are not developing as they should. I guess the old adage, everything in moderation is apt .