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playtime

When you were a kid, did you run around in a warm summer rain?
It felt great, right? You got soaked, were barefoot, felt totally free?
If it was Fall (and you lived in the Midwest like I did, or maybe you lived in the East or well, anywhere that has actual seasons), did you scuffle your feet in the fallen wet leaves and feel the gross squishy between your toes… and keep doing it because it was almost a luxurious feeling?

When was the last time you did that?

Why did you stop?

tension

I’m not a vegan or an animal-rights activist, but there is something profound about taking another living creature’s life.

The other night, I hit a bird while driving my car. Its been years since I’ve felt that particular and distinct thud of running over a creature. Oh sure, I’ve killed several thousand bugs and a few bees have kamikazed themselves into my flesh while I was on my motorcycle, but feeling that thump, hearing the thunk, and seeing in my rear view mirror a snow of feathers cascading in my wake sent a pang of sadness and sorrow through my body.

I am so sorry that in my rush from point A to point B you had to give up your life.
Not for my sustenance, but because of my disconnect.

When I drove home, I was too cowardly to retrace my path for fear I might see from my front window the death I caused.

It seems such a little thing – the death of a pigeon, but if I hadn’t left my home on a wave of anxiety, that bird would still be alive.

… and what a lovely sunset it was.

hopscotch

Hopscotch is a kids game for practicing balance and agility. It seems rather silly to someone who has pretty good balance and can hop on one foot, but children are still learning how to coordinate their limbs, so games are a handy way to get some necessary practice. And they don’t know they are practicing anything – it’s just a game!

As an adult, if you’ve managed to hold onto any spark of your childish fun and wonder, you will probably still enjoy playing this game. Don’t remember? Go find some chalk (preferably colorful) and draw a hopscotch on your front walkway! You’ll feel rather silly and awkward at first, but once you get the hang of it, your learned inhibitions will slide off and you will be having unadulterated (ha! pun!) fun!

I took this information from this website

Game origin:
Hopscotch began in ancient Britain during the early Roman Empire. The original hopscotch courts were over 100 feet long! Can you imagine that? They were used for military training exercises.

“Hey, Claudius! how bout a game of Hopscotch?” “Okay Brutus, but first I have to put my gear on! Hang a minute and wait for me?”

Roman foot soldiers ran the course in full armor and field packs, and it was thought that Hopscotch would improve their foot work. Roman children imitated the soldiers by drawing their own boards, and creating a scoring system, and “Hopscotch” spread through Europe. In France the game is called “Marelles”, in Germany, “Templehupfen” (try saying that three times fast!) “Hinklebaan” in the Netherlands (probably played with Heineken beer cans) “Ekaria Dukaria” (played while watching Daria) in India, “Pico” in Vietnam, and “Rayuela in Argentina.”

In order to begin the game, each player must start with a marker. Common stones were used in the days of the Roman Empire, but in more modern times, items such as bean bags, pennies, and other assorted items were used.

Hopscotch boards were usually found in playgrounds, but if there weren’t any, a good piece of chalk could easily remedy that.

How cool is that?!

If you would like to know more about hopscotch and it’s very interesting and worldwide history (it didn’t start as a ‘girls game’  ) check out this Wikipedia article.