the end goes: d-a-rk dark, dark, darker than the ocean darker than the sea, darker than the underwear my mommy puts on me (and then there are 2 differents ways to finish it which have variations of there own) A.) I know I know my ma, I know I know my pa I know I know my sister with the 80 meter bra B.) My mother is Godzilla, My father is King Kong my sister is the idiot who taught me this dumb song I think thats all :o)
I had a dream the other night that reminded me of my childhood days in Greenpoint Brooklyn where we would play this game day after day. What a great time I had. I feel somewhat privileged to have been part of something that defined who I am as a person raised in the streets of New York. Anyway, I decided to Google the game and came across this site. I live in California now, but feel a sense of importance in showing my kids this game. I’m not sure they’ll like it because times have changed and everthing seems to have to require a joystick these days, but I will teach them anyway. Thanks again for such a wonderful site and reminding me of my days of old.
I run a daycare in Ohio, and the kids are ALWAYS BORED…..lol I tell them to play…they just do not get it! I grew up in Kings Park Long Island in the 70’s, so I am teaching them Skully, and how to catch pennies off your elbow. I still have a beloved blue ball from the 80’s. I do not know why we started going to the blue ball, but remember everyone getting them and I still had the pinkie. I was poor…lol Could not afford a new ball! I do not remember what the game “composition A” is but remember the name of it, and that I played it. Can someone remind me how to play it….Also if there are any other kool games to pass on to the kids of 2000 let me know!
I don’t even know if this belongs here, because these weren’t games, exactly – there was a whole group of physical things we used to do as kids in Queens in the 50’s that were fun. ‘Most everyone remembers the trick of leaning the side of your hand against a wall and pressing on it – when you stepped away from the wall, your hand seemed to magically raise all by itself. But the one that I’m really “nostalging” on lately was giving each other “the chills”. There was a whole ritual where you stood behind your subject and recited a sort of pseudo-poem as you traced patterns on their back gently with a finger. At the end of the ritual, your subject shivered with glee. The ritual, as I remember it, went something like this: “X marks the spot” (you’d trace an X from each shoulder to the opposite side of their waist) “A dot, a dot” (two light taps on either side of the X) “A line and a line” (two lines, parallel to the ground, about 6 inches apart) “And a BIG question mark.” (Trace a large question mark, ending with the point just above the hips.) “Trails leading up . . . ” (You’d trace a wiggly line up the person’s spine with two fingers) “Trails leading down.” (Same wiggly lines go back down the back.) “Sea breeze . . .” (You’d blow on the person’s neck.) “. . .and a BIG squeeze.” (You’d put your thumb and forefinger on either side of your subject’s neck and pull back towards the spine with the lightest, most feathery pressure possible.) Does anyone remember this and if so, did I remember the entire ritual (I’m sure it varied from block to block!)
We used to play a game where the Fox would stand with his or her back to the rest of the gang, who would all line up far back (the depth of the back yard, in this case). The gang asks the question, “What time is it, Mr. Fox?” while, at the same time, moving forward as far as they dare. Fox says a time, like “One o’clock.” They ask the question and move again, and he says another time. I don’t remember whether the times had to be sequential. Maybe. One of the gang wants to be able to touch the Fox to win, to be the next Fox. BUT at one point, at Fox’s discretion, Fox will answer the question with, “DINNER TIME!” and turn around and touch everyone he can, while they all run back to the beginning line. Does anyone else remember this one?
wow… that was today, i am going out with this amazing guy, Josh and well today we were left alone to ummm do what we wanted and i knew straight away that we would kiss, it was fantastic it lasted a long time and… wow i loved every second, when josh went home i just wanted to do it over and over, i was so calm and happy… it was amazing.
Does anyone remember this game? It was played from curb to curb. Any number of players could play. They would all line up on the street curb and shout “What’s in the icebox”? A caller would shout out items like “eggs”, everyone would run to the other curb. But the caller would also say things like “chair”. If anyone ran after hearing this, they would be “out”. This went on until there was one person left (who did not run or even move on a word that was not found in an icebox). I grew up in South Philly and remember it well. I am finding this site very nostalgic, a trip back to the late 50’S. Thanks.