Remember those toys your parents never bought you,
but you always thought you would buy yourself once you could.
And then you had the means but still never got them.
Every time I see one I get a twinge of guilt for never buying it.
For me:
pogo stick
stilts
trampoline
bicycle built for two
::sigh:: Toy thou never wirt.
Oddly enough, the box of 64 Crayola Crayons with the sharpener on the back of the box. (I could never get Mom to get me more than the box of 12.) I mentioned it to Dad in passing one year, and he gave me one for my bithday. Quite possibly my 30th birthday. I’ve still got them; they come in handy every once in a while.
The pogo stick for sure.
But also the crayons–how I longed for the big box with the sharpener.
How about Hula hoop, roller blads, skate board and a doll house-a nice one.
A big, elaborate Victorian-style doll house–the kind with lots of rooms with tiny, wonderfully detailed furniture and a large family of dolls to live it in. Occasionally I think about buying one for one of my nieces.
Every year dad had me circle items I wanted in a Sears catalogue for gift ideas. Every year I’d circle this CB radio thing. Kind of a baby ham radio for kids. I wanted that thing for years and swore I’d buy one.
I always thought the idea of talking to people from far away places was a cool idea. Of course, now we have the internet and I do it all the time.
Not really a toy, but something I always asked for and never got. A JVC Videosphere. Those things were just cool.
[Toys you never bought yourself]
Very interesting that I thought about this not long ago. The answer is NOTHING. Every toy or gadget I yearned for in my youth – I’ve either bought as an adult, or, more likely, I no longer have any interest. It’s such an irony in life that when you’re young and want a lot of stuff, you did not have the means to acquire them. Then when you’re older and have the means, you no longer crave them.
When I was about 14 I wanted action figures of famous people. Enough of those Star Wars toys–I wanted Moses or Genghis Khan or maybe a King HenryVIII and Anne Boleyn. I don’t think they existed back then, but now I’ve seen a few for sale in novelty stores. Maybe after the holiday season rush is over I’ll get a few. You’re never to old to have Sigmund Freud psychoanalyse Genghis Khan.
Speak for yourself.
The only reason I don’t have a pogo stick is because I can’t find one that will take the size and weight of an adult.
I do not have a Kraken from Clash Of The Titans because they’re collectors items and cost from $80-125.
I have managed to get a large number of those toys I wanted as a child.
A chemistry set, a rock tumbler, and a shortwave radio (finally got two of the latter: one huge box from the 1960 (antenna broke off and it finally died, and the other is a teeny tiny one about 3 by four inches and gets about that much sound out of it - darnit, I want a decent shortwave radio).
Easy Bake Oven.
Nowadays I can play with the Big Oven to my heart’s content. And the food has less potential to outlast irradiated Twinkies or peeps in terms of chemical content or shelf life.
But I still get that twinge when I look at the ads…
I always promised myself since I was 11 I’d buy a new Corvette.
I’ve used that money instead to buy :
New Suburban
New Crew Cab 4x4
family kinda rides.
Maybe in the next 5 years.
The kids will be outta the house then.
I remember also, I was going to indulge myself sick with comic books too.