Category Archives: Girl games
How about— One two…
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How about— One two three a lairy(?), four, five, six a lairy seven, eight, nine, a lairy, ten a lairy, postman. (Each time you said “daisy” you’d cross your leg over the Spaldeen.) Then came a daisy, which entailed slapping you knee between the time the ball bounced and ou caught it. Than a buttercup, (bouncing the ball through a “cup” placed by joining your hands together), etc. Ring a bell anyone?
Lots of DIFERENT COLORED…
Hey – I’m a guy (from Jamaica…
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Hey – I’m a guy (from Jamaica Queens), but I have a “kid” sister – mid 40s now. She and her silly girlfriend used to play all these games, giggling non-stop. I wonder if her friend still has that laugh! I recall some game called concentration – I don’t know if a ball or clapping was involved. They’d say “Concentration letter A, may I repeat the letter A, because I like the letter A, Alice begins with the letter A. Right through the whole alphabet. Drove me nuts!
Hey what were those things…
That double dutch was not…
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That double dutch was not so easy to jump – maybe it is just a coordination issue, because I remember girls complaining about the way I turned the ropes too – back to the ball bouncing – I was really clutsy at that one too and was quickly too embarassed to even try. Hopscotch became my game of choice very quickly.
I can’t believe I remember…
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I can’t believe I remember that concentration game it seems like a life I do not know. I never did learn that Tulips together although I remember thinking the girls who did know that one knew something worth knowing. Oh little playmate come out and play with me and bring your dollies three climb up my apple tree slide down my rain barrel (only grandma knew what that was) Slide down my cellar door and we’ll be jolly friends forever more 1,2,3,4 and then there was a response I’m sorry playmate I cannot play with you My dolly’s got the flu – – something like that What about Miss Mary Mack?
Never could get double dutch…
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Never could get double dutch either – also from Brooklyn. But jumping rope was a lot of fun. I remember the first time I was able to jump into the rope from the outside. It was some kind of timing issue. Some people looked so cool while they stood there getting ready to join in the game. Any one play chinese jump rope? If so how? Did you make chinese jump ropes out of lots of found rubber bands? Did you use double or single ropes?
I didn’t play it quite that…
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I didn’t play it quite that way. I remember there being time for the ball to bounce before you had to catch it. Who was yelling onezees? Most of the talk was just whatever about nothing except after you already went from ones to tens and back down again. Then after that there were these other methods of picking up the jacks and while you were picking up the jacks in all these ways there were little sayings or something you had to say – one of the methods was knocking before the ball bounced, another was putting the jacks in your other hand before the ball bounced – then there was this one method that I remember really well and it was picking up each jack individually before the ball bounced. I remember it really well because we played jacks on the sidewalk and could never just slide our hands across the ground to pick up all the jacks.