The light-hearted comments on life and artistic efforts of a poet living in Monmouthshire a.k.a. Doc Barbara. All illustrations are copyright Barbara Daniels
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
CRAZES
When I was at junior school just after WWII we had seasonal crazes. For weeks or months we absolutely had to have a hoop and we would run, beating it with a stick. Then the prized possession was a top which had to be set spinning with a whip and you must wrap the string lash round inadequate hollows first to get it going. (Did you know that the fascinating wobble of a top in motion is called "sleeping" - hence the phrase "sleeping like a top"?) This was followed by ancient, scratched marbles which were precious in those austere times and some children played at jacks but I thought that game futile whereas the others were meaningful and significant! What effect did these obsessions have on our adult personalities? Do modern children have these ritual compulsions? Answers in the comment box - please.
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