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Your Child's World Will Shrink Before Your Eyes

Posted: 07/26/2012 8:08 pm

It's the time of year where the days seem to stretch forever, and children have to be coaxed inside for bed after hours of playing outside. Or maybe that's what evenings used to be. Over the decades, with parents who worry that children aren't safe out of sight, and children preferring the four walls of whatever room holds the xBox to the expanse of the great outdoors, the nights when grimy kids came in for baths as darkness fell are mostly memory.

They are also on a map. The nostalgia of the season has led Frank Jacobs, the "Strange Map" collector over at BigThink.com, to revisit one drawn several summers ago by The Daily Mail. In a memorable article about four generations of the Thomas family in Sheffield, England, and how their world had changed, writer David Derbyshire raised concerns that won't be new to any parents. The oldest generation walked everywhere and was independent in ways that the youngest generation, who is driven everywhere, can not imagine.

It is one thing to "know" this, and quite another to see it on the map. The Daily Mail took an aerial photo of Sheffield, where George Thomas lived as a child, and where his son, daughter, and great-grandson also grew up. Four overlays were placed on the map, each representing how far from home the generations were allowed to roam.

You can see the annotated map here. It is a visual of a shrinking world. When George was eight, back in 1919, he was allowed to walk six miles from his house to go fishing at a small pond. When George's his son, Jack, was eight, in 1950, the radius had already been shortened to one mile, but that circle allowed him freedom to roam the local woods. By 1979, when Jack's daughter Vicky was eight, she was permitted to walk to the local swimming hole, which was half a mile away. And five years ago, when Vicky's son Ed was eight, he could not wander further than the end of his street, a distance of 300 yards.

Of course the Thomas family isn't the only one whose boundaries have contracted. Jacobs cites a study called One False Move: A Study of Children's Independent Mobility by the Policy Studies Institute in London, which measured what Jacobs calls "the gradual shrinkage of children's habitat," leading to "the effective end of the outdoor childhood." Between 1970 and 1990 that "habitat" was reduced to one-ninth of its original size. In 1970, for instance, 80% of British kids of this age took themselves off to school in the morning, but by 1990 only 10 percent did.

The reasons are many, and circular. The world is more dangerous, or seems so, which means parents need to keep their children close, which means that there aren't children wandering the neighborhood, which means even if yours wanted to, there'd be no one out there to play with, so they might as well stay home.

You can debate all you want whether the original fears are misguided, and whether we are hurting our children by trying to protect them this way. But there is no debate about the impact when you see it laid out in black and white and green.

It makes you feel claustrophobic.

It makes you want to take a walk.

What was your "wandering range" as a child? What is your child's now? Does this give you second thoughts?

 
 
 

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It's the time of year where the days seem to stretch forever, and children have to be coaxed inside for bed after hours of playing outside. Or maybe that's what evenings used to be. Over the decades, ...
It's the time of year where the days seem to stretch forever, and children have to be coaxed inside for bed after hours of playing outside. Or maybe that's what evenings used to be. Over the decades, ...
 
 
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08:43 PM on 09/16/2012
didn't live in the best neighbourhood. Someone would take us to the park on the other side of town and in the summer we would go the uncles aunts house and play and swim play and swim. I was always dirty from so much play.
I hope my nephew isn't going to be banned from playing outside. That the worse punishment for me to be told I was grounded from playing outside.
09:07 PM on 07/29/2012
So kids used to wander to find interesting things to do. Now they stay closer to home. Mothers and fathers also spend more time with their children than ever before. Is this bad? My 8 yrold wasn't out today miles from home climbing a tree. He was home with his dad playing basketball and chess.

Childhood has changed. Some things are better, some are worse. When I was 16 I was able to go out at night with my boyfriend driving. Licensing laws have changed to limit that, so my kids won't have that freedom. Is this bad? I don't think so.

Kids don't "need" the kind of freedom they had 40 years ago. They need more time outdoors, and there are plenty of ways to do that without wandering alone. Yesterday we hiked with our kids to a local swimming hole. We'll do camping this fall. The playground 1 block from our house cost $100K and has so much more to challenge a kid than the one that was there 40 years ago. Then there's summer camp. His range will expand slowly, but there will be more to interest him and challenge him within the range he is given.

Its not middle and upper middle class kids who are suffering. Its the kids who play video games all day and can't leave their apartments because the world outside is too dangerous. Its safe to give a poor rural kid range, but not a poor urban kid.
01:18 PM on 07/28/2012
I grew up in a rural community, and my wandering range was as far as I could take myself and still get back by dinner. I had some great times and made some great memories out in the woods and fields, by myself or with my cousins.
09:07 AM on 07/28/2012
I am immensely grateful that I live on a dead-end street and there are four other children in the neighborhood my daughter plays with. The neighbors don't communicate quite as much as they did when I was growing up, but we all know each other and they all know which child belongs to which parent. When I was growing up I lived in a similar environment. My "range" was a little bigger but only because there were more children my age in the neighborhood and I grew up in a time when moms were still more likely to stay home, meaning I had one mom and several other pseudo-moms. Nonetheless, I see how children spend less time outside and more time inside and it's a bit sad. I had a wonderful childhood. I don't think children today will look back as adults and think they had a horrible childhood because they couldn't play outside, but I think that's because they won't know any different.
11:19 PM on 07/27/2012
I love this article, and it pains me to think how little of this kind of freedom my kids will be able to have. My own wandering range (in the mid-70's through early 80s) as a kid was roughly within a half-mile radius of my house. I know it will be much less for my own kids. I don't necessarily think it's because the world is so much more dangerous, but because we no longer live in communities where people know each other. My mother, who grew up in the 50's, talked about being able to go anywhere in her small town of Paris, KY. She walked to her grandparents' house a few miles away, and to visit her best friend, who lived on a horse farm a few miles outside of town. No one worried, because everyone knew everyone else, and they looked after each others' kids. In this age of "play dates," that idea is completely foreign.
01:58 PM on 07/27/2012
Ha! I love this article. I blogged just yesterday, "Tips for Parenting 1970s Style" because it seems we are raising a generation of kids unable to play outside, or anywhere for that matter, without electronic stimulation. I find it incredibly sad. I feel fortunate to live on a street with other parents who feel the same as I - that kids need to be outside, need unstructured play and need to figure out how to fill their time without constant parental intervention. I think we're doing a pretty good job here - the kids shoot hoops, play soccer, ride bikes and scooters, build bike jumps... but, we are always competing with the lure of the Wii, the Gameboy, the DSi, the iPad. I'm encouraged that so many people have responded to this article. Now to initiate change...
11:20 PM on 07/27/2012
Amen. My kids will have very limited access to media in our house, and lots of opportunity to create their own entertainment.
12:57 PM on 07/27/2012
I am definitely going to save this article. Something tells me I am going to have a use for it in the not-too-distant future when my (now 19mo and 4yo) children are old enough to be allowed to go play and walk places, which will cause people complain to me or social services about what a bad parent I am.

I fully plan on letting my kids walk to school if they want to, or walk to the store or park. I don't want them to miss out on the things I enjoyed as a child, so I am sure I will be printing lots of copies of this to give to people who have something to say about it.

Thank You so much for writing this!
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12:30 PM on 07/27/2012
I had about a 6 mile radius to roam and explore as a kid. I grew up in an area that had lots of summer houses (my family was one of three that had year-round homes on our section of the street at that time) and lots of tourists in the summer season. During the winter months, I rode my bike everywhere, played on the beaches with my friends, walked miles on the beaches by myself and climbed every breakwater fearlessly. My parents restricted us more in the summer due to the amount of summer traffic, but we still walked everywhere and went to the beach. In my teens I was allowed to take our small boat (16') out into open water with some limits (no parents but not alone - siblings or friends were always on board.)

My sister is now raising her son in the same home where we all grew up, and I now that his range is going to be a bit smaller than mine was.
12:29 PM on 07/27/2012
I was allowed to wander about a mile around my dad's house, but as a child, when I went to my mother's house, I didn't have safe experiences when she let me go out, so my daughters aren't allowed outside unless I am there to supervise, which isn't often enough because I still have duties that must done, I don't like the way of things, but I certainly don't feel like I can help it, the world just isn't safe for my daughters
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11:50 AM on 07/27/2012
I recall the wooded area behind my childhood friend's house. As boys we explored every nook and cranny, walked through the nearby stream, and actually saw a rather terrifying snapping turtle. Today it is a housing development.
10:53 AM on 07/27/2012
I blame opportunists in the media who exaggerate every little incident and lend the cameras to those who yell "Think of the children!" to push agendas or sell products. My childhood was one of great liberty and I'm so happy I didn't grow up in the 90s or 2000s. We swam by ourselves, rode bikes all over town (and beyond, in my case!), walked everywhere, sneaked out at night, played rough games, could swing from vines and ropes, climbed trees, build forts and treehouses, got dirty, scraped, scratched--and had FUN. We learned, we laughed, we made friendships. My childhood was populated by turtles, snakes, lizards, assorted birds, squirrels, cats and other denizens of the bayous and woods. Today's knee-jerk, rule-bound, control-freaky, nanny-state, anti-bacterial culture is as sterile as hand-sanitizer.
09:20 AM on 07/27/2012
Ps one more thing: yes rhy do text a lot. They love their iPhones but theyare busy, busy busy and hose iPhones connect them to home, at any time, in any place, it is like they are GPS trackable
09:06 AM on 07/27/2012
My girl gets up, pours a bowl of cereal, grabs her bike and meets her friends at a local park. They play and wander and go to places like the library, the YMCA, a places that makes smoothies called Smooth Moves and eventually end up at someone's house where they do wi dance or jump on a trampoline. They go to the local lake and swim ( there are lifeguards). They pretend the are Brits and adopt a faux accent, they fly kites. They go to the small mall and see movies. Have you guessed yet? Yes, we live in a small town. Small town America is still alive and kicking. We forfeit opera and the Met, but ballet lessons are $49 for 12 weeks and the localCultural center offers kiddie filmmaking and method acting. I am sold on small towns. Our kid's boast a healthy radius of movement. But more important, they have a sense of independence. They seem pretty happy.
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08:40 AM on 07/27/2012
I walked to primary school (1 km along a main road) from day 2. As soon as I could read the number of a tram or a bus, I took public transport to visit friends, a half an hour busride away. I cannot remember from which time that was, it was that early. That was in West Berlin. I was taught not to talk to strangers and if I got lost, talk to a person in a uniform, because he/she is not anonymous. My mother also believed in not dollying her daughter up too much, because that could attract the wrong kind of attention.

There was also another factor there which I am reluctant to express, because it is not political correct and I will cop flak. In those days, the mentally unpredictable were not in the streets. I often say, today the children are locked in because the others have been let out. I lived in a school area once where there were said to be 8,000 students. I never saw a student walking in the street, the occasional 16 year olds, in small groups.
08:28 AM on 07/27/2012
This is also a contributor to childhood obesity. Children naturally want to run, play and explore. Now they are essentially confined to their homes, watching/playing on the one-eyed monster.