After reading Linda Christensen’s piece on cartoons and the
role media plays in children’s lives, I found myself reflecting back to when I
was a kid. I grew up in the 1960s and
1970s when, in my little world, things appeared very simple. When I was young, my brother, sister, and I did not have a
television let alone a computer. It was during my middle school years that the show
“The Magical World of Disney” aired on Sunday nights. This Disney show aired mostly movies, or made
for television shows, and not as many cartoons back in the 1970s.
Also, Disney World was quite foreign to me as a kid. What I remember about Disney World was my
friends talking about a large amusement park in Florida, which sounded much
cooler than Rocky Point in Rhode Island.
I went to Disney World for the first time at 22 years old on my
honeymoon.
Flash forward many years and now I am a young mother raising
a little girl, Mandy, on my own. When I
got married in 1986 did I fall for the “Cinderella” story where I was going to
marry Prince Charming and live “happily-ever-after”? Hell yeah! Although I wouldn’t say I was counting on the
life my mom had, remember the 1970s were also the “bra-burning” years, I did
have a warped sense of what a “normal” life would be.
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