Man, this takes me WAYYYY back. I had a bunch of these in the 70's and the 80's and loved them.

I could barely make squares. This is a masterpiece!

Etch a sketch first went on sale in 1960. I had one in the late 70's.

I had one of these, and I never ever managed to produce anything like that! If I had, that would have been it, it would never be used again to preserve my creation. It would have been so much better if there had been some way to make a permanent copy of what you had drawn.

Got one when I was 6('77)!

I can't be the only one wondering "How in the Hell?? I was lucky to create/draw a block figure!!"

Now that takes some skill!

it was winner in 2018 of the National parenting product award, not so far from now. Still easy to buy and a great gift to anyone. Amzn.to/2W5qMha

NO TRACER LINES!!!!

I used to colour in the whole thing and it would take ages but it was so satisfying.

Those things are so frustrating.

What?!!!

Holy crap that's incredible.

It was really hard to actually draw with, so we made a racetrack on instead and then raced the dot through it.

Etch ASketch has Been around since 1960

i had one of these and whenever i got anything i wanted to know how it worked, they called me destructive i call it reverse engineering, turns out its magnet and iron filings lol

I did not know you could do this on a Etch-a-Sketch! I was happy if I could write my name with it.

I was lucky to draw a straight line on that thing

do not turn the k**b!

How do you.... i couldn't even draw a straight line... wouldn't it erase everything if you leaned it to the side?

Holy s**t , well done 👏

True talent all I drew was squiggly lines lol

I was lucky if I could make stairs

HOW THE F-

Surprised there isn't a modern take on it that's all digital or something. Maybe there is.

Man, how did this person manage to NOT drop, turn or shake it? I think I'd be a nervous wreck.

GoT

These are still around, bought one for my son a couple of years ago.

Best things ever!! I used to bounce them over my house!

i loved it so much!

I still have my bakelite one from the 50's/60's

I once had a Gameboy where I could play Pokemon. I was addicted so my parents seized it. Never saw my dear boy again.

And the Portland Stag! (Missing the red nose for its winter set up.)

I was so jealous of one of my friends, she had like every polly pocket set. I was super excited when I got one for Chrissie one year. I remember it was a shopping centre type theme with a moving elevator.

I loved this toy

I wanted one when I was a kid but they were too expensive for us. Now I can have it as an app and somehow I can't see the appeal anymore

I was so excited when I got a pack of these, trouble is that after a lil while you get bored of them so you start using them like normal textas lol.

I remember when we used to get tazos in chip packets. My aunty had 3 albums full of them.

I could never get them to go down stairs like they show on videos etc. The most I could do was get them tangled lol.

My hair would always get stuck in these

Ugly little things they are lol.

Pfft! Now, a Big Wheel, that's driving'!

I had one, until I decided to cut him to see what was inside. Weird goo. Band-Aid din't work on the repair.

Never understood how to actually play the game but did have a lot of fun just building it!

I loved mine! What happened to that thing???

I had this! And nobody to play with.

Oh god, I remember these monstrosities. What exactly were you supposed to do with them?

I used to spend hours on this and my mum was always amazed at my memory skills. 40 years later and I can barely remember what I did yesterday

These were a fairly regular Saturday treat for me. I must've spent so much pocket money on them!

That’s so sweet.

There was another kind before these--two larger, very hard acrylic (?) balls on strings. You started by bouncing them against one another and worked up to having them collide at both the top and bottom of the pattern. You could knock yourself out with those, and when they broke, shards flew everywhere. These were tame by comparison!

The anticipation of waiting for them to go off.

The old handy trainer