I don't remember being exposed to violence on television, or raunchy music. I don't think those things were even allowed in the public realm. I grew up in a religious home, where modesty, and spirituality, and chastity were valued. We weren't allowed to use bad words, or tell nasty jokes. I never heard my parents swear, and they were always honest in their dealings with others. I didn't know that evil was so rampant in the world. My world was peaceful, and calm.
As I said, my parents didn't spoil me. I got presents at Christmas, and a present on my birthday, but outside of that, they didn't buy me toys. But the one thing they did provide me with was paper! My parents bought a large roll of butcher paper, and I was allowed to use as much as I wanted. I spent many hours making paper dolls, making books, and drawing. I was the kind of child who could spend hours alone in my room without any other playmates. I could entertain myself.
I did have friends that I played with. I have to recount something that we did that wasn't very good. My best friend Gail lived around the corner. Every weekend we would beg our mothers to allow us to spend the night at one of our houses. Usually we would do it this way: I would ask my mother if I could spend the night with my friend. Usually she would say no, that we had spent enough nights together. So I would call up my friend, and then we would each hand the phone to our mothers saying, "Her Mom wants to talk to you." They both thought the other was going to ask if we could spend the night together, and so they both would agree. Yes, I was a sneaky. :)
If I could change anything about my childhood, I would wish that I would have had a better self image. I grew up feeling homely and shy. Perhaps that is something with which we all struggle, but I really was an ugly duckling. As I grew, I became more and more skinny, and my nose grew faster than the rest of my face. I was painfully shy, and got embarrassed if someone spoke directly to me. I didnt' have a lot of friends, and didn't know how to make them. It took me many years to overcome that shyness. Now I think people would say that I'm extroverted. But you couldn't pay me to re-live those shy years!
I hope that I gave my children some what of the kind of childhood I had. In some ways I have been able to give them more, but in other ways, I don't think I lived up to my parents' example. But I hope they can do the same; pass on what good they can to their own children.