We were teenagers then and believed we invented free love, grass and rock 'n roll.
We wore caftans, bell-bottomed jeans, leather peace signs and everlasting soles. And mini-skirts, even if we did not have the legs for them. Flowers and polka dots were everywhere.
We rocked to the Rolling Stones and Rodrigues' - I Wonder, and smooched with boys to the Bee Gees and Bread. We hung a sheet on the wall and watched Woodstock from a projector. We were groovy.
If our friends did not answer their landlines we tried again later. No sweat. We also made weekend plans passing notes around during class.
We seldom back chatted our parents and teachers even if we did not like them at the time as we were too afraid. If we bunked classes we went to detention. Our parents were not responsible for our nonsense and only the stupid used hard drugs.
We did orals on pollution and banning the bomb. We wanted to save the whales and the world. Those who should have listened, didn't.
We could trust the police, our priests and doctors and went to the dentist twice a year.
Only boring teenagers were bored.
Our history textbooks told us that white was right. Our teacher told us not to ask questions as she didn't have the time. So we discussed the government between ourselves and were determined to make changes once we went to work or university.
Some of you who were not at boarding school wanted to spend the holidays at Nahoon View Farm.
We made wooden buggies and hurtled down hills and dales. We screamed blue murder as the wheels fell off and the steering wheels came loose in our hands. We often landed in stinging nettles and agreed that rollercoasters were for ninnies as they were strapped in.
We went home at 5pm sharp. My mother told us to 'wash up before dinner got cold.' We had a vague idea of fast food.
We galloped on horseback and fished for eels which we cooked over a fire. Burnt marsh mellows were for dessert. We scared ourselves witless telling ghost stories.
When it rained we read books or played monopoly and cards and often cheated. We experimented with make-up, swopped clothes and giggled over boys. And, slept like the dead.
We suntanned with olive oil and swam in the sea for hours. Even after watching Jaws we were not afraid.
Then TV came to South Africa. We ate from plates on our laps and were told to 'shush'. We also goggled at Commodore 64's. Spread sheets was what we did on our beds.
We matriculated and had to grow up. We hugged and cried and promised to stay in touch.
But, we didn't.