Since I have small children, “play” is a large part of my
life. My kids and I spend most of the day playing. We play games, we play with
toys, we play with trucks, we play with dolls, we play dress up. We play board
games, we play word games, we play playground games. We read, we build, we
imagine. We have a whole toy box full of toys with which we play.
The toy box is like the wardrobe leading to Narnia: it’s small, but
it leads to giant places. The boat at the right, especially when combined with
the Barbie dolls, brings us to the pool, or the lake, or the ocean and teaches
us fun and safety together. The tutus bring us to the ballet where we can spin
and swirl and twirl to our hearts’ content, all the while learning about grace
and posture and our bodies. The railroad track lets us build, create, and race,
while we learn geometry and physics. The green ball and the bouncy glittery “eyeball”
ball let us run and catch and learn yet more physics and fitness at the same
time. The shape ball teaches us spatial relations and shapes. And playing
together helps us learn manners and cooperation.
This toy box represents so much: childhood, learning, exploring, joy,
sibling rivalry, sharing, parental love, imagination. All wrapped up in one single word:
Play.
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