what fun did you had as a kid

the playing card clipped with a clothespin on the spokes of your bike, have a game of javelin (it's illegal now) on the lawn, if you're a girl, join your elbows faced up together-boys can't do this, and make bets on it, pick up bottles off the side of the road and cash them in for a nickel, ride your bike hands free, tie-dye your t-shirts, hang upside down on the monkey bars

After dinner rounds of kick-the-can... as it got darker and darker the game got better.

None of the above.

Lamplighter;871142 wrote:

After dinner rounds of kick-the-can... as it got darker and darker the game got better.

Kick-The-Can!!!!! Fuckin'A! A very large percentage of my outdoor childhood was spent playing kick-the-can.

You could afford a can!!! :eek:

Building a ramp and jumping our bikes into the creek.

Oh, I had the black box that mounted on your handlebar, you twisted the grip and 'sounds like a real motor' came from the little box.

[Size=1]Baseball/playing cards in the spokes, pfft.[/Size]

Playing in the old air raid shelter in the grounds of the derelict factory up the road. Then attempting to lie about it and claim not to have been there despite being caked in inch thick filth.

Star Wars: except I always had to be the fucking Princess which mainly involved waiting around to be rescued by Luke (David).

Jumping off a high wall onto old mattresses: also climbing about in skips.

Building dens at the back of Queen's Park.

Breaking into 'The Witch's Garden' - poor bloody woman.

Shoplifting penny sweets

And the traditional knock-a-door-run game - Again: poor bloody woman.

Throwing shit at cars when they went by.

Oh. Wait. That's a bad memory. They don't like that.

Kick the can was excellent fun though. Many a summer evening...

In my high school, we played kick the can as a form of hackey sack. (Hackeys hadn't been invented yet, apparently). Kicking and kneeing is fine, but I recommend against heading a crumpled up coke can, at least for anyone who isn't a stupid teenager.
Also, teachers seem to disapprove of students climbing on the roof of the school.

Also, teachers seem to disapprove of students climbing on the roof of the school.

Ah, there's one...
At the opening of school each year we sold 10-cent tickets to the incoming Freshmen
for the swimming pool that was on the roof of the Auditorium. :rolleyes:

Sliding down the stairs on a foam rubber mattress.

Climbing trees.

I had no fun, I had no childhood.

:stickpoke

A game of javelins, ah... I remember it as Jarts. I played it as a kid and had fun (no one died), but we didn't have a set. We did have regular darts though. It turns out you can throw those suckers clear over the house! The game ended when I caught one in my left forearm--ouch.

Playing card in the spokes, check. Catching a preying mantis *and* a bumblebee and putting them in the same jar for a battle royale, check. Lots of time at the community swimming pool. Rope swings from the tree in the back yard. Sliding down the stairs (or jumping to the landing) on mattresses. Jumping on the couch, jumping on the bed. Red Rover Red Rover, Hide and Go Seek, Freeze Tag. Camping out in the back yard. Bike riding with and without hands, on one wheel and two (and momentarily none just past the ramp, check). Playing in the creek, seining for crawdads.

We played capture the flag, tackle football, built tree forts, swam in Kay's pond.... put furniture polish in my moms linoleum kitchen floor and skated. ... Lots of fun times.

Oh I forgot to add British Bulldog!

British bulldogs (often the singular British bulldog, also octopus, seaweed, bullies, bullrush or simply bulldogs) is a tag-based game, of which red rover and cocky laura are descendants.
It is played mainly in the United Kingdom, South Africa, Australia, New Zealand, Canada and other Commonwealth countries by children at school. It was originated in Great Britain.[citation needed] The game is also known to have been played, often on asphalt recess yards, by schoolchildren in Rhode Island in the 1960s, under the name "cock-a-rooster." The game is characterised by its physicality often being regarded as violent leading it to be banned from many schools, although this trend is now being reversed.[1]
The play area is usually a large hall or large area of a playing field, though there are no definition of the size of the pitch nor the number of players as long as there is enough space for the players to manoeuvre and enough players to have fun.
Most commonly one or two players – though this number may be higher in large spaces – are selected to play the parts of the "bulldogs". The bulldogs stand in the middle of the play area. All remaining players stand at one end of the area (home). The aim of the game is to run from one end of the field of play to the other, without being caught by the bulldogs. When a player is caught, they become a bulldog themselves. The winner is the last player or players 'free'.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_bulldogs_(game)

lumberjim;871510 wrote:

put furniture polish in my moms linoleum kitchen floor and skated. ... .

That sounds hilarious good fun.

It's even better with butter.

/voice of experience

British Bulldog sounds a lot like a game we used to play in the pool called "Alligator." Instead of a circle, the alligator was on one wall of the pool, the fish were on the other, and the fish would attempt to swim across to safety at the other wall. Anyone tagged became an additional alligator.

We used to play both British Bulldog and Red Rover on a hard playground.
Skinned knees and elbows were common, but the games weren't banned until Sammy Brown dislocated her shoulder. Spoilsport.

oh.....oh! Red Rover...the name is familiar but I can't remember what it was...



I used to love Mr Wolf :) That was a great game.

Two lines of children hold hands at either end of the playground.
They take it in turns to chant, choosing someone from the other side to try to break through their linked hands.

"Red Rover, Red Rover, we call Cherry over"

It's a game of strategy as well as brute force. The calling team has to agree who to call. Too strong and they might break through, and opponents who get through go back to their own team. Too weak and they become a weak link in their new team.

And the person called discusses with his or her team where the line is most vulnerable.

I was good at Red Rover because I committed 100%.
I was never Last Man Standing, that went to the bigger boys, but I was fast and ruthless.
And once I was on the opposing team you'd have had to break my bones to break my grip, and even the boys knew that.

Most commonly one or two players – though this number may be higher in large spaces – are selected to play the parts of the "bulldogs". The bulldogs stand in the middle of the play area. All remaining players stand at one end of the area (home). The aim of the game is to run from one end of the field of play to the other, without being caught by the bulldogs. When a player is caught, they become a bulldog themselves. The winner is the last player or players 'free'.

If being caught by "it" only required a tag or touch, we would call this Red Rover.

To count as British Bulldog, catching someone required bringing them to ground and forcing their head onto the ground in the manner of scoring a try in Rugby.

We have more grass playing fields than post-Thatcher Britain.

Staging realistic battle scenes, blowing up GI Joes with firecrakers, in the sand-bed.

Making extreme Hot Wheels ramps that started way up on the bed and went all the way to the floor.

Building Transformers out of Legos.