And Yet We Survived Childhood...
We played hide and go seek and kick the can with friends, even at night, we rode bikes without helmets and played kickball in gym class; we kept score and hand winners and losers...trophies only went on special events and to the winner. We weren't always politically correct but if we hurt someone's feelings, we apologized, hugged and move on. We watched the one TV in the house as a family and parent's decision on what to watch was final. We attended church twice on Sunday and once in the middle of the week, had the pastor over after church for dinner and all went back to service together that night.
We got paddled at home and at school if we were disobedient. The paddle was not frequently used but we knew it was there and no one in authority was afraid to use it. No one worried that the cops would be called if a parent gave a misbehaving kid a swat in a store.
We ate the food at school or packed our lunch without food police to determine if our lunch met their standards. We even had a bookstore in grade school where we could buy a snack for a nickle or notebook paper, etc. At one point we could buy an icy bottled Coke from the machine in the basement. After a field trip our teacher might line us up and give us each a nickle to purchase a "cold drink" as we called them.
Kids swam in lakes and ponds and walked all around the area unafraid...and yet we survived...