scrappymum
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Post by scrappymum on Feb 9, 2015 5:56:23 GMT
I always wanted a real Barbie, and a spirograph set, but the one thing I wanted so very badly that sticks in my memory was a toy plane. This thing came with discs, and each disc made it fly in a different pattern. Oh my, I wanted that plane! But Mum and Dad said outright it was just not something they could afford. Each afternoon I would stop at the toy shop in the main street on my walk home from school and just stare at it
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scrappymum
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Post by scrappymum on Feb 9, 2015 5:57:12 GMT
Sorry, double post.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 7:11:13 GMT
Stick straight hair that fell half way down my back If you had curls I would have traded you for my stick straight hair that fell to the middle of my back. It was straight all right. Straight, dark brown and shiny (it was in excellent condition) but it was just so long and ugly and boring!
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Grom Pea
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Post by Grom Pea on Feb 9, 2015 7:20:16 GMT
I wanted hungry hungry hippos, now that I've heard how noisy it is asan adult, I see why I never received it. :-)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 7:28:29 GMT
I wanted grandparents. Mine had all passed away before I was born. I so wanted a grandpa with candy in his pocket all the time like my friend had. My husband is a wonderful grandpa and I feel our grandchildren are so blessed. *Please don't take this the wrong way*. I had grandparents. My sister and I loved our grandparents and they loved us back. They were very good to us. They had 3 other grandchildren they never saw. Just the two of us they saw 3 weeks a year. My grandparents we as wonderful as you can imagine. My Granny would come for 3 months at Christmas, though when she was younger. Grandpa would give us candy or money or buy a brownie to bake from the store. He would eat 3/4 of it and then buy another one and suggest we might like to make another one that night for dessert. Granny was sarcastic, she was funny, she did not like my mom's brother's wife or their kids (she said they were ______ Gypsies). She hated them. We now know why but they were not gypsies. Granny used to dote on the two of us. I was first so I got all the attention. Sister came and she was equally wonderful to her. I loved granny. She was the best in the world. She tried to teach me how knit properly and how to crochet, and how to do this or that. When Granny died my whole world died with her. I didn't want anything from her house except one of these tacky neon green coffee mugs. There was nothing special about them. She probably paid $.50 for them somewhere. But they were "hers" and I wanted one. I didn't want her china or her flatware or anything else valuable that she had. I didn't care. I wanted the darned coffee mug. I never got one either. My mother's SIL threw out everything and got Grandpa all new stuff to move into his new home. This sounds stupid over a cheap coffee mug, I know but that was all I wanted. I wanted to have coffee like Granny everyday for the rest of my life To covet grandparents as a child is probably one of the most selfless yet uncontrollable desires a child can have. My life is a million times better knowing mine. I only pray that one day, wherever you go, peacefully in your sleep at age 103 or so may you meet Mother Earth and may She have a place where all souls go if you are a non-believer or if you believe in life after death may you meet up with all of them and may life truly begin after that. With many hugs!
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Post by JoP on Feb 9, 2015 8:13:39 GMT
An Etch-A-Sketch
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Post by rainangel on Feb 9, 2015 9:12:33 GMT
Not to get all sad, but I really wanted a warmer mother. My mother is a wonderful woman, and growing up she was incredible at baking, sowing and knitting Barbie-clothes and stuffed animals and she was thrifty as hell. Money was tight, but us children never really noticed that much because my parents made good use of the little we had. But my mother is not a naturally warm person. Still isn't. I had friends who had mom's who would hug them every time they came home from school and tell them how much they loved them several times a day. I really wished I had that kind of a relationship with my mother! But now, as an adult, I have learned that it's just not in her nature to be very physical or affectionate. And I can't really blame her for not having that personality. But like I said.... she was awesome in so many other ways! We had the BEST birthdayparties, cause this woman knows how to throw a party Other than that... I was a kid at the height of the short-lived Popples frenzy. Our neighbours had cable, and they had channels with Popples cartoons on them ,and I was swooning over those little things They should totally get a revival, my DD's would love Popples!! My uncle (who is 60 this year) still talks about the electric trainset he always wanted, but never got. It still haunts him, although he is more than capable of purchasing one for himself now if he wanted to, but I think the moment has passed
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Post by miominmio on Feb 9, 2015 9:47:33 GMT
Something pink. I loved pink, but my mother refused to buy anything in that color (this was the seventies, and to my mother, chosing something pink is enforcing gender stereotypes and bordering on child abuse). She was a wonderful parent in any other way, but man, did I want something pink!
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Post by leftturnonly on Feb 9, 2015 11:18:52 GMT
I wanted a long, hand-crocheted vest. I spent many class hours completely mesmerized by them. They had these huge, regular holes and I just couldn't figure out how they were made.
By the time I learned how to crochet, there wasn't a vest to be seen anywhere!
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Post by leftturnonly on Feb 9, 2015 11:31:16 GMT
I remember wanting a monogrammed Bermuda bag. I thought they were the coolest thing and my mother would never buy such a thing. Years later, I discovered my SIL had one as a teen (figures ). She'd stuck it in the stuff for a garage sale at MIL's house. So I rescued it (with MIL's blessings)! I still have that purse, as well as the pattern that MIL used to make extra covers. I keep thinking they'll come back in style and I'll be all set! The other thing I always wanted was store bought clothes. Mom made all of our clothes, but was rather fond of the flat folds sale table, so I never felt like my clothes quite measured up. I found out years later that some friends were envious of my 'custom' outfits and how frequently I had new clothes. You never do see that part while you are the suffering teen though! My mom made a lot of my clothes too. I actually liked the things she made for me... arms were always long enough, colors were good, etc.... but I didn't think too much about it. It was all I knew, after all. And then someone in class was admiring something I was wearing and made a comment about how nice she thought my clothes were. Totally took me by surprise. It's been a long time since I knew anyone who made most of their own clothes. That makes me a little sad. (But not sad enough to begin making my own clothes! )
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Post by rainangel on Feb 9, 2015 11:33:53 GMT
Something pink. I loved pink, but my mother refused to buy anything in that color (this was the seventies, and to my mother, chosing something pink is enforcing gender stereotypes and bordering on child abuse). She was a wonderful parent in any other way, but man, did I want something pink! When I grew up in the 80's, (in Norway, not the US), there was nothing pink to be seen in the clothing stores. Pink was just something Barbie wore In all the clothingstores there seemed to be a blue and a red option for every design. I LOVED the colour blue, so I always got the blue, and my sister was slightly more girly than me and got the red. We had SO many identical sweaters, pants, shirts, dresses and jumpsuits! Me in blue and my sister in red Now, being the mother of girls, there is TOO MUCH pink! I don't mind occasionally buying pink clothing for them, but it was actually difficult to find babydresses in other colours than pink.... Now that they are 8 and 10 years old, the variety of colours is much bigger. I'm sorry you never got to realize your pink dream.... have you made up for it since....?
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cakediva
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Post by cakediva on Feb 9, 2015 11:57:57 GMT
I wanted the Barbie RV.....big yellow and pink one with all the camper gear!
instead, for Christmas that year I got a baby doll that cried when you tipped her upside down.
found out years later that my parents didn't have two pennies to rub together that winter, so the camper was not ever going to happen.
still disappointed though!
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Post by miominmio on Feb 9, 2015 12:09:37 GMT
Something pink. I loved pink, but my mother refused to buy anything in that color (this was the seventies, and to my mother, chosing something pink is enforcing gender stereotypes and bordering on child abuse). She was a wonderful parent in any other way, but man, did I want something pink! When I grew up in the 80's, (in Norway, not the US), there was nothing pink to be seen in the clothing stores. Pink was just something Barbie wore In all the clothingstores there seemed to be a blue and a red option for every design. I LOVED the colour blue, so I always got the blue, and my sister was slightly more girly than me and got the red. We had SO many identical sweaters, pants, shirts, dresses and jumpsuits! Me in blue and my sister in red Now, being the mother of girls, there is TOO MUCH pink! I don't mind occasionally buying pink clothing for them, but it was actually difficult to find babydresses in other colours than pink.... Now that they are 8 and 10 years old, the variety of colours is much bigger. I'm sorry you never got to realize your pink dream.... have you made up for it since....? Oh, you bet!!
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anniebeth24
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Post by anniebeth24 on Feb 9, 2015 12:47:32 GMT
Olive green corduroy knickers from the JC Penney catalog. If anyone doesn't remember, they were pants that came to the knee, with a band at the bottom of each leg, kind of puffy. The girl in the catalog had a white shirt with a ruffled neck. I wanted those so badly. I would have looked like hell in them. I was lucky enough to have a pair of these in purple, but I longed for a pair of clogs to wear with them. I also dreamed of having Little Debbie snack cakes in my lunch. Mean mom gave me homemade cookies instead.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 12:50:24 GMT
I had a pretty lean childhood, I rarely got what i wanted. The necessities were covered, thankfully, but the things I coveted were out of reach.
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Post by Meri-Lyn on Feb 9, 2015 12:50:36 GMT
A bicycle. Sigh.
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Post by Linda on Feb 9, 2015 13:06:36 GMT
Olive green corduroy knickers from the JC Penney catalog. If anyone doesn't remember, they were pants that came to the knee, with a band at the bottom of each leg, kind of puffy. The girl in the catalog had a white shirt with a ruffled neck. I wanted those so badly. I would have looked like hell in them. I had those - pretty sure I got them from a yard sale or thrift store because we didn't shop from the JCP catalogue but I thought they were wonderful when I first got them - not so much once I got teased for wearing them (my clothes were always out of fashion because we got them used)
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Nanner
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Post by Nanner on Feb 9, 2015 13:09:35 GMT
1. A Chatty Cathy doll. My sister, Kathy, got one, but I did not. Apparently I never let my parents know that I wanted one. I have joked about it since, so a couple of years ago at Christmas, Mom gave my sister and I both a Chatty Cathy Hallmark ornament! We got a good laugh out of that.
2. A Bradley doll.
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Post by anxiousmom on Feb 9, 2015 13:33:44 GMT
. I also dreamed of having Little Debbie snack cakes in my lunch. Mean mom gave me homemade cookies instead. There weren't a whole lot of things that I really wanted and didn't get but good gravy, my lunch was definitely one of them. We were as poor as poor could be and my mom (almost the hippy, but too responsible to go all the way LOL) did things like volunteer at the food co-op so that she could get paid in food. This particular co-op was really the hippy dippy precursor to a farmer's market, and therefore my lunch box was full of brown bread with the consistency of cardboard, homemade peanut butter, carrot sticks, milk...I LONGED for white bread, bologna, chips, and kool aid. I would have sold my soul for Little Debbie Swiss Roll. To this day, I refuse to eat granola on principal alone.
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Post by alibama on Feb 9, 2015 13:45:07 GMT
I wanted Clogs so bad, my sister got a pair, don't know from where though since we didn't have to nickels to rub together.
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Post by lbp on Feb 9, 2015 14:04:03 GMT
A mini bike and an above ground pool. I would circle both of there is the wishbook every year but never got one. Another thing was a "Tammy" doll. I would ask for her every year, but instead i would get a Barbie or one of her friends.
My DS ordered me a Tammy doll off Ebay when he was 16 years old and gave her to me for Christmas! He got me the doll in the original outfit, and a case full of clothes! I have the best son ever!
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Post by mommaho on Feb 9, 2015 15:03:34 GMT
A Barbie doll. I had a knock off pair Tammy and Pepper - but they couldn't share clothes with Barbie so it wasn't fun going to my friends houses. I had Tammy too, and my mom made all her clothes except the ones she came with! I didnt' mind at all!
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sharlag
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Post by sharlag on Feb 9, 2015 15:27:46 GMT
There were three of us girls - all best friends - who lived in three houses in a row on our street. We pestered and pestered our parents to get us matching banana bikes. Very similar to this: It took a while for l all of us to convince our parents, but we finally did. And, man, were we ever proud of our bikes! We put streamers in the handlebar ends and added those little clicker-things to the spokes. We were hot stuff on our bikes. Then Heather moved into the neighborhood. Heather from California. Heather who had a 10-speed bike. All of a sudden banana bikes were sooooo uncool. None of us would be caught dead riding them. So we began to pester the parents for 10-speeds. Which we did not get, of course. That's just so awesome-- Heather from California....
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Post by brina on Feb 9, 2015 15:40:34 GMT
oh, and Barbie doll. I had knock-offs but no real Barbie. I was a totally tomboy, but still wanted a Barbie.
Often as an adult I have been with my mother and as part of a conversation about kids and toys she will say, "Brina was never really into dolls except for Barbie when she got a little older. She loved her Barbie." and I always think to myself, "I never had a real Barbie."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 15:56:04 GMT
I wanted homemade cookies! My mother could not make a cookie to save her life. Except for those polish and Jewish prune filled ones.
And I hated getting little crappies and those horrid pies in my lunch. I usually gave them away. Strawberry snowballs were the worst.
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Post by scrappintoee on Feb 9, 2015 16:59:07 GMT
Omg!!! So funny that the Snoopy Snowcone Machine is mentioned!!! My older brother got one, and all we did was drink all the sugary "juices" ....our Mom was furious!!!
I wanted the white, French provincial bedroom furniture (with canopy bed & pretty linens!!) that some of my friends had!
Also wished my alcoholic, depressed Mom hadn't been so awful when I needed a few dollars to pay for all the Girl Scout badges I'd earned. (the money was NOT the issue, it was just her being mean---my Dad paid PLENTY of alimony!) Also wanted a Mom who didn't attend the Badge Ceremony drunk, and wished the pictures she'd taken weren't all blurry!
REALLY wanted to be in Marching Band & Swim Team, and have a Mom who was willing to help and carpool like all the other "normal" parents....
Junior High & High School---wanted more than two new outfits for the new school year ...(again, it wasn't about the money---she had a generous alimony from my Dad).
Wanted pets ....loved playing with all my friends' pets! Finally got 2 hamsters that I adored, but Mom despised them. When we were preparing to move, she made my brother set them free outside....my heart was broken!!!
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MerryMom
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Post by MerryMom on Feb 9, 2015 17:18:30 GMT
I wanted a Skat Skoota, my friend next door had one and I desperately wanted one. ETA: link to picture. Skat Skoota
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MerryMom
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Post by MerryMom on Feb 9, 2015 17:19:16 GMT
My own roller skates. The kind you buy at the rink, with fancy wheels. I am sure I would have gone on to become a professional roller skater! OOOOOOoooooo Along with the pom poms made from yarn!!!
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Post by bc2ca on Feb 9, 2015 17:20:01 GMT
I wanted the white, French provincial bedroom furniture (with canopy bed & pretty linens!!) that some of my friends had! A friend of mine had this furniture and it was what my sister wanted and never got. Her DH absolutely refused to have a canopy bed but she did finally get to buy one for her DD. We were looking at a four post bed in Crate & Barrel one day (so more modern than ornate) and DS (3? at the time) announced loudly that he didn't like it and if we bought it, he wouldn't sleep in it. DH asked the employee how quickly we could get it delivered and everyone in the store burst out laughing.
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calgal08
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Post by calgal08 on Feb 9, 2015 17:25:15 GMT
A Silver Cross dolls pram, but it had to be in navy blue. My Mum and Dad could have never afforded one, but I always dreamed about getting one.
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