I remember the negative…
I remember the negative version of “see see oh playmate” (also known as “say say oh playmate”, “oh little,playmate”, etc), but not a dirty one. the negative version goes like this see see oh enemy come out and fight with me and bring your dragons three (or m-16) climb up my poisoned tree slide down my razor blade into my dungeon door and we’ll be enemies forevermore more, shut that door!
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I played for hours on the…
I played for hours on the corner of 85th St and 21st Ave in Brooklyn, with the rumble of the B train as background music. We had our court on the sidewalk, because there was just too much traffic from 86th Street… there was no way to play a game on the asphalt. We played 13-box, in two versions. If there were a lot of players it was 1-13, for a more leisurely game it was 1-13,13-1 before you could start knocking other players out of the game. In the dark ages before twist off caps, the most prized cap was one with only a slight indentation from a bottle opener. We would rub the caps back and forth, back and forth on the sidewalk to get a smooth silver matte look on the bottom. Pop in a penny over the cork, and melt a candle (“wasting” a crayon that way would have made my mother berserk, “Whaddya think, we get them free from somewhere?”). When the wax was just about firm, if you pulled a piece of paper towel over the cap it put a pattern in the top of the wax. With box ball, tops, yo-yo, skelly, and chinese handball, who needed camp?
I remember the Suzy Brown…
The same thing happened…
Does anyone remember the…
Does anyone remember the rest of this: …to the Jackie Gleason Studio Mr. Knickerboker, Knickerbocker Doobi-di do Your sure look slick A Hickory Stick Now lets get the rythmn with the hands 1,2,3, We got the rythmn with the hands 1,2,3, Now, lets get the rythm with the feet 1,2,3, Now we got the rythm with the feet 1,2,3, Who’s got the rythm with the eeeeyes We got the rythm with the eeeyes Who’s got the rythmn with the hips Oh Boy!! We got the rythm with the hips Oh Boy!! Who got the rythm with the count by 5’s 5, 10, 15,….so on. I think this was achoosing song with the girls standing in a circle. When you started counting by 5s the girl in the middle would close her eyes and spin around in a circle with her hand pointed out. When we reached 100, that girl would replace the girl in the middle and the song would start all over again. This was played in Jamaica, Queens during the ’60s.
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I grew up in Flatbush in…
I grew up in Flatbush in the 50’s. For some reason, we did not play stickball, but we did play punchball and slapball. In slapball, the ball is pitched on a bounce to the batter who hits it with an open hand. You could put all kinds of different spin on the ball so that after it bounced it would swerve left, right, stop dead, or shoot ahead. We called this “fluking”. Anyone else remember that word? We used mainly Spaldeen, though I do recall Pensy Pinkies. Many balls were lost in the sewers. I recall kids saying to each other, “Walk me to the corner. I have to get a new Spaldeen.”