Games We Played
What we knew from *gypsies you could fit in a thimble.
To the best of my knowledge, neither PepGiraffe nor I had ever had any contact with a gypsy. Oh sure, we had heard MamaBear, z”l, say that our uncle had been left on the doorstep by gypsies, but that didn’t supply us with much information. Besides, we’re pretty certain that was just a story…
And yet, “playing gypsy” was a favourite game of ours when we were very young. We’d raid MomGiraffe’s scarf collection and tie them on our heads and around our waists. Costume jewelry adorned our every limb. And then, if I remember correctly, we’d run around the yard, screeching like banshees. I can just imagine what a sight we must have been.
Welcome to the world of make-believe. Countless hours spent making up stories, acting out scenes from books or movies, putting on neighbourhood talent shows. Whatever grabbed our fancy. And without benefit of mass-produced dress-up clothes, we were forced to make do with whatever we could find. And we did.
I feel like such an alter kocker when I say “it was a different time back then.” Except that it’s true. Things really were different. We were expected to amuse ourselves rather than depend on our parents for our entertainment. They weren’t being negligent; they were forcing us to develop our imagination.
Did we get bored? Certainly. Only back then, boredom wasn’t seen as the nefarious condition it has since become. For out of boredom came some of our most creative schemes, dreams, and plots.
The sound of bangle bracelets brings a hint of a smile as I recall those long-ago, carefree days.
*We did not know, as we do now, that the term “gypsy” is an exonym for members of the Roma community and is regarded as pejorative.
Remembe(RED) is a memoir meme. With 600 words, this week’s prompt asked us to recall the games played when I was young. Though board games were given as examples, I wanted to share a cherished memory of long-ago days. When life seemed serene and our imaginations ran wild. As always, constructive criticism is welcomed!