Funny how kids are attracted to boxing gloves. We had a big problem. Only two pairs of gloves and three kids, and nobody wants to sit out, because it’s boring. We immediately went to work putting on our thinking caps. Bingo! I put on one pair and the other two kids (my brother Joe and one of my best childhood friends, Mike) put on one glove each. I had to run between them as they tried to hit me, all the while throwing punches in return. We played this game for hours, laughing, pummelling each other, trying to avoid the furniture, and screaming the whole time like wild animals. I think back on these times fondly, even though I think I lost most of the exchanges. My poor parents. Secretly I think they were happy though, because it kept us occupied and out of trouble for a long time.
We figured out how to walk like ducks, mimicking their quacks, and then used it in real life—to make fun of our poor sister, Kim. Looking back on it, we laugh, even Kim.
We spent hours building tracks in the dirt and then flew around them on our sting ray bikes, sliding into the turns, jumping over the humps; inevitably crashing, necessitating a crying session in mom’s arms for pity.
If you watch kids long enough, you’ll see how they use their creativity to solve their biggest problem—how to have fun. When it comes to play, when there is a will, there is a way. We adults can learn a thing or two from them.