How to fit in as a 1950s Housewife

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High School Literature Project - Both actors are children, a 15 year old girl and her 13 year old brother, if you guys could stop being creepy in the comments that would be swell
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I'm sure this was facetious but.. I'm kinda diggin this lifestyle.. I love being at home with the children, spending time with them and getting to know who they are on a more profound level than having a career can afford.. I love keeping house and cooking with my gadgets and having a happy home for my husband to come in to..

I honestly don't see the problem with wanting these things..

Malepical
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I'm a child of a 50s mom.
Though they're mocking housewives, I admire my mother. We had a sane existence. We were always well-cared for. We never came home from school to an empty home as latch-key kids. She was available to be on top of our school responsibilities and help us with homework. We always had healthy meals so we grew up with little sickness in our home. Our clothes were always cleaned and pressed. She had time for us. She wasn't worn out. She shopped, drove us to every after school program, kept us on the sytraight and narrow. Always had us at the dentist or doctor for check-ups. We couldn't get involved with the wrong crowd because she was available to know our friends and their moms.
Our home had peace in it. Which is miraculous because she had 7 children.
We always went to church because she didn't need Sunday to clean and shop.
Today I work one job that feels like 2 full-time jobs. I come home and crash on the couch. I have to eat fast food because I have no energy to cook and then clean up. Besides, I haven't shopped in 2 weeks. I have a pile of wash, a pile of ironing and a pile of dry cleaning that has been sitting on the floor for a week. But go ahead and mock the 50s housewife that gave her family calm, security and sanity in the home. Because who needs that, right?

yaelrar.
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I love it. My husband works and I stay home with the kids. And I do pretty much everything the video says. I love being a housewife 💙

RavenousTree
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I am married to an old fashioned man, and I am pretty old fashioned myself!!! We are older, and we BOTH miss the

sandytruster
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Growing up in the 50's was the BEST! It was post war time and in general, it was about family and the American dream. There was hope. Humanity seemed good and church going was a huge part of people's lives. I was too little to know of racial oppression or how women may have felt so I apologize to those who may read this...I am only speaking from what it was like for me as a child. We lived in a small mid-west town with agriculture/factory being the way of life. We were a middle class family. It was a safe place to grow up. Children played outside all day. We played on blankets under trees with our dolls, little boys played trucks and tractors any place they could find dirt! There were no air conditioners but the hum of fans in the summer was constant. Not everyone had a black and white T.V. so it was common to go to a neighbor's to watch something special. We were lucky enough to have one. I believe it got 3 channels. The Howdy Doody Show was my favorite show. I remember getting color television in the 60's. My mother always wore a dress, apron and blocky heeled shoes. She washed clothes using an electric wringer washer that had 2 additional tubs. One for the clothes to drop into as she ran them thru the wringer. She would swish them around in that tub to begin removing the soap then she would swing the wringer arm around so that she could run the clothes thru the wringer again into another rinse tub. They would be swished around by hand in that tub then run thru the wringer again into the waiting woven laundry basket to then be taken to the clothes line to be hung up to dry. There is NOTHING that compares to crawling into a bed made with sheets that have hung out in the sunshine to dry. The smell is dreamy! After drying clothes were taken from the line, put back in the laundry basket to await ironing day when they would be sprinkled with water before being ironed...a version of steam ironing!
Mother would send us to the neighborhood grocery store with 2 quarters tied up in a handkerchief. We would buy a gallon of milk, a loaf of Wonder bread and a little brown bag full of penny candy and still have change to give back to Mother.
Meals were as close to the same time every day as possible. Breakfast was plain rice cereal or toast for us children and sometimes pancakes. My father ate an egg, bacon and toast every morning! My father came home most of the time for the noon meal which was usually a hot cooked meal and of course our evening meal was always a hot meal...meat, potatoes, a vegetable and dessert. Very plain and simple cooking but delicious! Most people had gardens so summer eating of fresh produce was very tasty and most women canned extra for the winter months. Ice cold colored tin glasses filled with sweet iced tea and water droplets running down the outside of the glasses were a staple item at the dinner table.
After our afternoon naps on a bed in front of an open window where the smell of lilacs floated in on each breeze, Mother would give us a cool bath using flowery scented soap. She would then dress us in our sun dresses to await our father's arrival home. Parents didn't have a lot of time to play with their children but it was not uncommon when my father was working in the yard for him to put us in his wheel barrel. We squealed with delight as he ran pushing the wheel barrel out across the yard. Mother always had time to make us ice cold Kool Aid and the birthday parties that she had for us outside in our back yard are memories we will never forget! I could write on and on...those were the good ole 50's! The days of Dick & Jane readers, white picket fences, wading in rain puddles, policemen who were your friends and chasing fireflies on balmy summer nights.

lovemyshipoo
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My wife asked me, when we started dating seriously, if she could be a housewife and stay at home and take care of me and the kids.
I was thrilled. We both know our jobs.
35 years married and never had a argument that lasted more than a few hours.

dougl
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I think the bigger concern here is that Peggy's husband looks like he's about 13 years old.

Nobody-womb
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This makes me giggles, but I love it !! And do not see anything wrong with it! I enjoy taking care of my man, children & home. I take pride in all these things! The old saying
" 3 things you can always tell have been well tended to or not.
Gardens. Marriages. Children. "

joyellee
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I was a little girl in the 1970s and this is how I grew up. My father was a hardworking providing man and my mother was a hardworking housemother lady. I still believe that being a homemaker and being at home with the children is a beautiful idea. Honestly, we really do need to see more of this traditional way of Marriage. More than ever in the 21st Century. We all have our opinions and that is great to have in a politely mannerism way🤗

lastdays
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My dad did not know how good he had it. My parents were married in 1956. However my mother worked until we were born in the mid 60s, then she went back to work when I started first grade. She still embodied many of these attributes, but the stress of taking care of the home, children and working took its tole. She had first heart attack at 40 and was dead at 57. Feminism is a lie. I think women today are unsatisfied and unhappier than ever before. Happiness doesn't come from power, careers or things, it comes from the satisfaction of giving to one's loved ones.

jeffyjohn
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To play devil's advocate: What's wrong with putting in an effort to have a clean house?

harpfully
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wish we had 50's morals still today minus all the racism and segregation.

brittanydavis
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I would absolutely love to be a full time housewife, I try my best with the time I have😊

flowerpie
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Why did her "husband" look like was 13 years old?!

crueltyfreecolorist
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No wonder my mother got addicted to valium.

madamesophia
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That actually seems like heaven to me, as a SAHM.

FalseDisposition
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I'll never forget the story I read about a woman who appeared before a judge in an alimony case. Her husband had a well paying job while she stayed home and took care of "his home" and "his children". The husband had an affair with a younger woman, and divorced his wife so he could marry the younger woman. When his ex-wife asked for alimony, since any skills she had acquired 20 years earlier were outdated, she couldn't find work to support herself adequately. She was informed by the judge, "you lived off this man for twenty years, you are entitled to nothing"

rachelgarber
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So... are there women like this still out there?
All i see around me now are divorces.
People with no affectionate love for their partner.
Children being raised in kindergartens.
Relationships that come and go until people reach their late 30's early 40's.
A generation of bitter, sad, angry. Men and women.
I wish i lived in the 1950's
I'm 21 and want to meet a woman who hold traditional values.
Someday maybe.

coffeepot
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The Pinnacle of civilization. It was all downhill from there

readi
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I like the 1950s the best . men where more respectful, and women were elegant.

debbieharriman