I was just sitting at my computer thinking about things to post about, so I started thinking of things I used to love as a kid. Beyond the obvious answers like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Capri-Sun, and burning ants with a magnifying glass, one idea came to mind that I hadn't thought of in quite some time.
How amazing was school recess?!
This has to be the best concept ever created by the school systems. Of course every young kid needs the physical release after sitting at a desk for an extended amount of time (or in my case, about 13.6 seconds into the first class of the day), and schools want to encourage physical exercise. But recess was so much more than that.
For me, recess was a time to...
-Play flag football and have everyone on the field waste the first five minutes of recess arguing because we all thought we were the best Quarterback out there.
-Play schoolyard handball (with the big red bouncey-ball) and bust out all those sweet old-school moves like rainbows, sliders and sliceys.
-Make sure I made one super sweet catch, shot, pass or play in whatever game I was playing, and make sure all the cute little girls saw it. Oh man, those third grade honeys always loved a showman.
-Challenge my buddies to half-court basketball shooting contests, where ten of us would get in a line at half-court and shoot, and then when the recess bell would sound, we'd all realize nobody had made anything, so we'd table the contest until lunch time, where we vowed to make the shot at least five times.
-Play "Knock-Out" or "Lightning", and inevitably get mad at that one punk kid who could care less about making a shot because he just wants to stand under the hoop, wait for you to miss, then knock your ball off the court and into the sandbox. I hated that kid. My favorite thing to do was to swish a shot right in front of his dumb little acne-face, keeping him from knocking my ball away...and then he'd do it anyway and just walk off the court and not go get the ball. Kids are jerks.
-Have some group of giggly girls come up to you, tell you their friend likes you, and then ask if you like them back. Of course, you tell them no, you get overly-dramatic and angry and call them stupid girls, then turn around to see all your buddies watching and laughing at you, so you, while looking all red and flustered, find the nearest soccer ball and kick it as far as you can...because that shows you're still cool...?
-Occasionally go to the tetherball courts and wreck shop on some short kid, cuz you've worked out the angle of hitting it low on your side and have it go over his head and right back to you to tap again.
-Run into the kid that does know how to play tetherball, and neither of you advance the ball very far, until one of you gets on a roll and then you have an epic battle as one of you is trying to swing the ball one more time tightly around the pole, only to have the opponent stick their hand between the pole and ball and just keep punching it back. Oh man, what a game.
Man, recess was incredible. Ya know what? I'm going to walk into my boss' office right now and talk to him about instituting a recess-period every day, telling him it would increase my productivity in the office...
(walking down hallway...brb...)
Damn. Shot down. Boss says he doesn't want me distracted by all the third grade honeys.
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