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Carol Perkins: Drop the Kleenex Previous Column: You're on the Air By Carol Perkins During lunch with my women friends, we reminisced about our childhood. One grandmother told of teaching her young grandchildren how to play "Simon Says." The conversation evolved into a discussion of all the other fun games we played at recess or at home. At recess, we girls raced out the door to play London Bridge or jump rope. We slid down the sliding board, twirled on the merry-go-round (minus horses), and when one was empty, ran for the swings. "Push higher," one would yell. Not me. I went high enough on my own. The boys chased each other in a game of "freeze" or "you're it" tag, kicked the can, played baseball, or headed for the woods to play Cowboys and Indians. When we played together, it was Red Rover or drop the handkerchief. One lady said it would be drop the Kleenex now. At the Old Edmonton High School playground, on a tennis court that belonged to a neighboring house, the boys set up marble games, and often we girls got down in the dirt, too. I remember the pretty Aggie marbles. At home, I played hopscotch with my cousin. I've noticed how narrow the sidewalk is now compared to when I was young. Ante over, which required a ball and a strong arm, was fun. Because the back of my house was slanted, throwing the ball over the roof was a challenge. Sometimes, one of the boys would throw it so high that it went across the road. Jacks was another fun game. Until I was almost a teen, I played dress-up and played with paper dolls, pretending to be famous, glamorous, and rich. After seventy years, I finally threw out my box of paper dolls, which were mainly cut out from the Sears catalog. When the Hula Hoop came along, we timed ourselves. I had no waist, so mine quickly fell to my knees. Those games were good exercise and fellowship. Everyone was included except on the baseball field, where only Connie Wilson could play because she was powerful. The rest of us watched from the sidelines. Maybe the next time you're with your grandchildren, you can organize a game of kick the can or drop the handkerchief (Kleenex). They would love to see you in action. However, you might need to play, "I Spy with my Little Eyes." Safer at our age. Share your thoughts with Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com, or with CM readers using our Comment Form. This story was posted on 2025-08-28 12:01:55
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