Child protection when operating a tiled stove

Sometimes I wonder how we all managed to grow up. Without fall protection on the stairs, without safety devices in sockets, without guards in front of the stove...

If you were born after 1978, this has nothing to do with you!

Kids today are wrapped in cotton wool!
If you lived as a child in the 50s, 60s, or 70s, it’s hardly believable in retrospect that we could survive for so long!
As children, we sat in cars without seat belts and without airbags.
Our cribs were painted in bright colors full of lead and cadmium.
We could easily open bottles from the pharmacy, just like the bleach bottle.
Doors and cabinets were a constant threat to our little fingers.
We never wore helmets on our bikes.
We drank water from taps, not from bottles.
We built wagons from soapboxes and discovered on the first ride down the hill that we had forgotten the brakes. We managed after a few accidents.
We left the house in the morning to play. We were gone all day and only had to be home when the streetlights came on. Nobody knew where we were and we didn’t even carry a cell phone!
We got cuts, broke bones and teeth and nobody sued. Those were just accidents. Nobody was to blame except ourselves. Nobody asked about “supervision duty.” Can you still remember “accidents”? We fought and sometimes beat each other up badly. We had to live with that because the adults didn’t care.
We ate cookies, bread with thick butter, drank a lot and still didn’t get fat.
We drank from the same bottle with our friends and no one died as a result.
We did not have: Playstation, Nintendo 64, X-Box, video games, 64 TV channels, movies on video, surround sound, our own TVs, computers, internet chat rooms. We had friends!
We just went outside and met them on the street. Or we simply marched to their home and rang the bell. Sometimes we didn’t even have to ring and just went in. Without an appointment and without our parents knowing. Nobody brought us and nobody picked us up. How was that possible?
We invented games with sticks and tennis balls. Also, we ate worms. And the prophecies didn’t come true: the worms didn’t live in our stomachs forever and we didn’t poke out many eyes with the sticks.
Only those who were good were allowed to join street football. Those who were not good had to learn to deal with disappointment.
Some students weren’t as smart as others. They failed exams and repeated grades. That didn’t lead to emotional parent-teacher meetings or even to changes in grading.
Our actions sometimes had consequences. That was clear and no one could hide. If one of us broke the law, it was clear that the parents wouldn’t get him out of trouble. On the contrary: they agreed with the police! Imagine that!
Our generation has produced a wealth of innovative problem solvers and inventors willing to take risks. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility. We knew how to handle all of that.
And you are part of it too.
Congratulations
Greetings to all who survived