I'm of an age that allowed me to experience the tail-end of the heyday of playground games. Playtime and lunchtime consisted of playing games like balls, ropes, elastics and handstands. This was perfect for me. I was exceptionally good at balls (throwing 2 balls against a wall, in different ways, whilst singing a rhyme) and elastics (the way we played it you just needed to be good at jumping really high). There were no playground politics to worry about, most days. The only time anyone would get annoyed would be if you weren't turning the rope well. I can also remember walking around with my friend's head tucked under my arm, like the ghost of a beheaded person. She didn't appear to mind.
I watch my 5yr old daughter (who is very like me at that age), in the morning before the bell, and she appears to wander around aimlessly. I can't help thinking that the playground games would help her to integrate better, but no-one is trying to encourage the kids to play any of these things. I bought her elastics, showed her what to do and put them in her bag. It just caused a row in the playground, because she wasn't able to get the instructions across to the other kids. I've never given them to her since.
I don't remember much about my first primary school, which I went to from 3 to 7yrs. All I can remember was being terrified of the teachers and a boy, who was a mini dictator, but the trauma has not stayed with me. A few of the insecure kids clung to me as I was so caring and, for some reason, they thought I could protect them.
High school was a different experience altogether, which I'd prefer to forget, if I could.
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