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Out of the mouths of babes...
My diary for the end of the summer term, aged nine.
All one over-enthusiastic page of it :-p
All one over-enthusiastic page of it :-p
- Tuesday
- It rained very hard. I took my cagoule to school. Games in Maths. In RE we did a reprisal [sic] of one of our plays. Then we did the new Charlie. [search me: Ed.] Later we practised in the hall.
- Wednesday
- I brought in my
lost tunecostume [can't read my own handwriting!] for Charlie. Everybody is very busy with their autograph albums. At home I made cakes (sand ones)[? Ed.] then I played chess and wrote it down. Two more days! - Thursday
- Our assembly. I think it was good. We brought games in. I brought a pack of cards. We played Patience. Then I played Run Rabbit Run [whatever that is...] We had no school reports but we took home a letter. I am in 1-1-1 [i.e. top sets for every subject]. Hooray!
- Friday
- Katie gave me Tic Tacs. We played lots of games. At lunchtime there was almost no food. We were late getting back to class. It rained. I was soaked going home. I played with the railway.
- Saturday
- Club last day[termtime Saturday club]. I saw a film about nature films and then we ate and then we played volleyball. Children won. [Children versus adults? Ed.] We watched cartoons. I went to the 'sun bathing club' [really? how uncharacteristic! Ed.].
Christopher's party. We played in the paddling pool and Daddy blew bubbles. Pass the parcel, Mr Bear and Sweet Hunt. - Sunday
- We blew bubbles in the garden. We set off for the Common. Water Fairy had a broken boom. We took the big one too. Daddy called it Kingfisher. We sailed Water Fairy [what, with a broken boom? Ed.] Kingfisher had to sail under jib only. [That yacht was basically a display model; her keel wasn't nearly deep or heavy enough to support her canvas in real-world conditions, but of course I didn't understand that back then.] We went to the hills. I played lurking. We went home. I had a blackcurrant icecream.
Mummy had my violin insured for 600-700 pounds! [That was the three-quarter size, I imagine; not the 19th-century family heirloom.]
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I was curious, too (in part to see if it was an exclusively British game, so I did a quick search.
It doesn't look it. Here's a set of instructions I found online; It appears to be a game invented by term-weary teachers who want their charges to exhaust themselves in a controlled manner.
(the instructions are sloppily written, but understandable).
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What gets me is the instruction that players who've been tagged must sit down on the spot, and play the role of grabby "trees" and try to tag "rabbits" as they run past...
(This would make it a good game for a Halloween party, I think)