Category Archives: Girl games
please! Either Stella or…
please! Either Stella or Patnpaula do you know the rest of the words to (Rudyard Kipling’ Mongoose) this game rhyme? It is something of a 100 year old translation, ’bout a tailor, but the rhythmic lines you have initiated and recalled are what we’re searching for – curiously- and concurrently, in time. Appreciation and good wishes for Thanksgiving included herein! chucknmil [at] aol [dot] com
To Anonymous who wrote in…
To Anonymous who wrote in June: Charlie Never Returned on the Mta was a song by the Kingston Trio. It’s still played sometimes on WCBS-FM 101 in NYC. I remember only two lines from a song we used to sing: “Hotta, hotta, chocolata……. Square cake, round cake, pizza pound cake..” Anyone remember this?
Just found this site. I…
Just found this site. I grew up in Greenwich Village. Does anyone remember: Hello, hello, hello, Sir. Meet me at the Grocer. No, Sir. Why, Sir. ‘Cause I have a cold, Sir. Where’d you get the cold, Sir. At the North Pole, Sir. What were you doing there, Sir. Catching Polar Bears, Sir. How many did you catch, Sir. One, Sir, Two, Sir, three, Sir, Etc. This was recited while bouncing your Spauldeen and crossing your leg over the ball everytime you said Sir. We would go on into the hundreds!
Does anybody remember how…
Does anybody remember how to fold a sheet of paper into a “Fortune Teller”? I’m not sure of the correct name, but I remember all the girls on our block telling fortunes with a folded paper operated by the thumb and index finger of each hand. After viewing “Romy & Michelles High School Reunion”, where one of the characters plays with one of these things, my wife is trying to remember how to fold the 8-1/2 x 11″ paper. I’m out a ream of paper. Thanks…
Leda, I remember Stories!…
Leda, I remember Stories! Of course I remember A my name is Alice, but it would sometimes get boring (we never seemed to make it past L or M), so we’d play Stories instead. I loved it because it gave you such scope for making things up–and showing your prowess at double and triple turnovers. I haven’t encountered too many other people who remember this game, so it’s nice to share the memories. (I grew up on Dahill Road, between Kings Highway and Quentin Road, in the Gravesend section…)
Johnny-ride-a-pony? Anchor…
Johnny-ride-a-pony? Anchor man stands with his back against the wall (or in our neighborhood in the Bronx, the garage door) as his teammates bend at the waist and hold on to him and one another in an ever-lengthening human saddle. The members of the opposing team take turns running up to the chain of backs and leaping onto them as far forward as possible in order to make room for the others to jump on. The jumpers win if the “pony” collapses and the “pony” wins if all the jumpers get on and the pony holds. I was always the first jumper since I had great elevation and distance. I was the only girl to hit to two sewers in punch ball. Still a tom-boy, I tend to be assertive (I prefer that to “aggressive”) at the net in tennis and still have great speed if not agility at the age of 57.
Ricki Ticki Tembo, no sar…
What a trip down memory…
What a trip down memory lane…thanks gals. Does anyone remember “Stories”? There was one for every letter of the alphabet….something like this: One day just as I was about to approach my Aunt Anita’s adorable astonishing apartment house, etc.The movement was similar to that of A my name is Alice but there were multiple turns. It’s amazing how I can’t tell you what I ate yesterday but I can recall almost eevery story for every letter!
I grew up near Bensonhurst–Dahill…
I grew up near Bensonhurst–Dahill Road near Kings Highway–in the 50’s, and I definitely remember “Statues” as well as a variation called “Red Light, Green Light.” The person who was “it” would shout “Red light, green light, 1-2-3,” and everyone would move toward her as quickly as they could. Then she’d shout “RED LIGHT!” and everyone would have to stop and stand completely still. Anyone caught moving a muscle by even a millimeter was out. The first person to tag the leader took over for the next game.