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I'd head to the school playground on my roller skates or bike
to survey the field for great hiding spots. Days stretched out
into dusk, with maybe one return trip home during the day to
refuel. Well, that's how I remember it at least. My mum could
probably tell another story. You see, I don't remember being
bored all that much, or wasting my summer days inside in front
of the TV (though I probably did). And,
truth be told, I didn't want to have to play Chutes & Ladders
or Polly Pockets until I was blue in the face either. What I
wanted was this - some order, some structure, imaginations flourishing,
bodies being moved, schedules looser than the demands of the
school year, minds being stretched, a brother-sister bond being
developed, and a little peace. Was I nuts? Was I hoping for the
impossible? I don't think so. I
would be proactive with not letting their brains soften before
school starts up again, which I chose to do by buying them a
basketful of books from the kids' secondhand store, with an incentive
of earning a star for every 10 minutes of reading (and prizes
at the end of the month based on their number of stars).
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