Different childhoods

In recent days, the media has thrown some sad images of childhood at us…. the dreadful memories of children reared in institutions.
And then I saw some pictures that sparked memories of my childhood …. simple games we played.. idyllic in a way … but a time of being loved and while, certainly not wealthy, we had security and freedom.

French skipping with elastics
Putting a hird in a nest
Hide n go seek…. no garden was sacred
Hopscotch …we called it Piggy Beds and we used a polish tin filled with clay as the ‘piggy’.
We played this along the side of the kerb… had to be careful of shores!

Weren’t we easily amused!

Author: Breda Fay

I'm retired since end August 2016 and loving the new life! More time now for family and friends and to explore craft, history, travel and certainly more of a chance for, me-time. To paraphrase Seuss: I've no tears that (teaching) is over; but many smiles that it happened!

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