Hi Readers — I’ll write about my fabulous day with Mary Duval and her “sex offender” son soon, but first: One of you just sent in this piece that resonated so much. It’s called, “Frolicking kddyiftkfe
101: When Did Kids Stop Knowing How to Play?” by comedian/essayist Sarah Maizes. Excerpt:
My kids are frolicking! Really!! MY children!
They’re outside, they’re running around, they’re having fun – without colorful plastic toys, without a play structure, without an adult overseeing, supervising, or facilitating…without ME!
Just a big backyard, rolling grass, a random hill or two and my kids. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
Maybe this wouldn’t be such a big deal if I were used to it. But I’m not. We don’t live in the country. This is just our summer vacation. At home, my kids almost never play outside, and they certainly don’t play outside without me standing there beside them suggesting what to play and showing them exactly how to play it.
This is such a common situation, I recognized it from my own life. In fact, that’s why I started, “Take Our Children to the Park…And Leave them There Day” — the idea was to have kids encounter each other, outside, and then come up with something to do. What a radical plan! Anyway, here’s hoping that a whole lot of kids are outside today, figuring out — as did this author’s children — that when you find a grassy hill and you are on top of it, you can propel yourself downward while, in fact, prone.
Simple as that. — Lenore