Yes, we used to march every where in a line like this. We had our own village and set of rules (and our own jail...heh...rabbit cage). We had our own houses and a banking system. We had a janitor that kept the roads cleaned and we paid him a salary. Our imaginations were alive and we could do anything. We didn't let anyone else join in our world. It was ours. They hadn't come up with it and we had. Back then it was a huge victory when we could convince our Dad's to play ball tag with us. We loved getting together and playing outside.
And then Ben grew up and we were leaderless. We tried to have Greg lead, but he wasn't old enough (or tall enough) for the responsibility. So we all had to give in and grow up too. Things must end for other things to come along. Sunsets must give way to night and then to beautiful sunrises. If we paused time, we would miss out on what followed.
But, boy I loved those old days!!!
This post goes out to all my old Indian loving childhood brothers and sisters and their parents and mine, who encouraged us to us our imaginations and loved us then and love us still!!! Thank you for making my childhood such a wonderful memory. May you always choose the bumpy road! It is more fun!
Thanks to Rachel for this photo.
Your welcome!
ReplyDeleteWAHHHH! Beautiful post, darling. We were such entrepreneurial children -- banks, system of exchange, a whole society, town, employees, a justice system, I mean, "justice" system. I'm so glad your parents aloud there yard to be commandeered by a tribe of Indians. My parents don't want Indians squatting on their land!
ReplyDeletethe bumpy road on rinky dink!
ReplyDeleteThe banker was the best position. We ruled. Sticks=money...can't get much better than that.
Yeah, our poor backyard. Haha. It was pretty neat though. They probably marked it down on my transcripts somewhere. haha.
ReplyDeleteI think this is a great little picture!
ReplyDeleteVery cute kids!
And, cheers for imaginitive childhoods!
What a wonderful post! Thank you so much. Those days ARE filled with so many great memories; I'm glad it seems so to you, too! And we look forward to all the fantastic memories still to be created! Love you, love you, Taylors too!
ReplyDeleteisn't it amazing how children will entertain themselves so imaginatively if we just let them?
ReplyDeleteso glad to here that "aglets" came in handy.
Ah yes, but remember Anna: you and I didn't have a very high position in the banking realm. Ha ha!
ReplyDeleteI felt more like a slave! But those days were fun..
i was amused to see hayley writing "aloud there" when she meant "allowed their," and then i put here when i meant hear. serves me right. by the way, kate spotted a picture of hayley in france on emily belz's flickr site. go to www.flickr.co/photos/24337756@N00/
ReplyDeleteand scroll down a few pictures. is that hayley?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/24337756@N00. I think you may have forgotten the m in .com.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like Hayley. Either that or she has a twin. haha. Great stuff. A Hayley sighting.
Oh ho. I was one of the orginal bankers so I felt like no slave. Instead, I merrily went about collecting my, "money" with Sarah.
ReplyDeleteBen the medicine man was rather humorous. And our victorious indian cheer/shout.
I can't believe seeing Hayley on someone from Covenant's flickr... .across the pond, no less!!
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ReplyDeleteSo we have bankers, Medicine Men, and More Bankers! How did I get stuck being the Janitor. I had the small "Hut", I got paid ten sticks to sweep the whole road (THE WHOLE HARR BACK YARD). With these ten sticks Hayley took, sarah another two and I believe Anna took another two all for taxes. If my math does not fail me that leaves me four sticks. Where is the justice in that? I submit that the "Justice" system was a little CORRUPT! Luke and I were pretty much starving on the street!
ReplyDeletehaha. Greg, you make me laugh. You were only fill in janior. Our neighbor normally did it for free. And yes, the bank did have high taxes, but I think I refused to pay them. I think I am also the one that got in trouble for breaking sticks in half and doubling my money. haha. That was when they came up with the length of the stick law.
ReplyDeleteThis has got to be one of my favorite posts and comments times--you all have outdone yourselves! Love you all!
ReplyDeleteAnd did Greg really comment at 5:14 A.M. ? Unbelievable!
ReplyDeleteI remeber the law that said you cant say the words:golly gee gees and worst of all gosh!and there was a list of words you could say such as leaping lizards.lock him in the huch
ReplyDeleteHaha. Luke is right, we did have a rule on what we could say.
ReplyDeleteOh man...the rabbit cage/jail.
disobey our laws...it's the cage for you.
The words stupid and dumb were banned... poor Hope, it is a good thing she never had the chance to play with us.
ReplyDeleteHAHA yeah I did post at 5:14am the only question is was it me waking up early or just going to bed? Any guesses?
ReplyDeleteI bet you were going to bed. Why would you get up that early?
ReplyDeleteI'm with you, guys! Our childhood long-time-life-game was called 'The princesses and the thieves'. The 4 girls were beautiful royal daughters (we even had dresses and hats and veils and jewellery and felt like little queens) and the 2 boys were evil thieves (looked like pirates actually, with moustaches, beards and 1 eye covered with a black band) - my brother was one of them, and I had a crush on the second thief. Our territory was the whole village, since we were the only kids there, so this imaginary kingdom belonged only to us. We had a real barn for jail. They made us cook for them! Precious times, I miss it too...
ReplyDeletefaith. this is THE MOST MAGNIFICENT post you have ever posted. cheers! it brings back so many memories of MY childhood with my little family and friends.
ReplyDeletelove you.
i'm fixin to change MY blog too!
Greg would clean something??!!
ReplyDeleteDasha, I loved your comment. How much fun that must have been. How awesome to have costumes and an actual barn to play in. We just used piles of pine needles and made walls to our houses. What fun.
ReplyDeleteKuddos to Mother Taylor for beating my post with these wonderful pictues... heh. I think she should post some more.
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I think Anna was Addy, which is hilarious.
Hi Ukrainiac, To answer your question i forgot where i read it(!)-Pax goes to school and he lives a pretty hoppin' life so i don't hear him complaining about a lack of siblings--he better dare not! We gotta all learn to live loose because there is so much dag on change! xo, Kate
ReplyDeleteIs this a record for comments? Wow! (on your site) How are you, dear one? Praying for you!
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ReplyDeleteif I do, I will post
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ReplyDeleteyes it goes on and on my friend,
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ReplyDeleteWow. Stay away from blogger for a few days and you really miss the action.
ReplyDeleteDo you remember how the bank members (who were, as you've said, the only ones that had unlimited access to the funds) always won the auctions for land? And then we developed a parking lot and charged you to park your bike/horse.
Weren't Faith and Ben Indian Chiefs, Land Developers/Engineers, and Medicine Men?
And we had a kitchen and a Dining Room. Mud pies and berries!
Speaking of the "Bumpy Road" didn't you dig a really deep hole (three feet? four feet?) in it and fill it with water, and wasn't Greg the one who rode Rinky Dink straight into the muddy hole? (I don't think I was there for that one. Sounds like a Luke/Greg/Faith thing.) Anyone want to confirm this?
And yes, Greg and Luke did have an awfully small house that they shared. My house was at least three times as big. Maybe they should have worked harder on cleaning up the roads.
Yes, we were supposed to be the leaders, but it was hard to make any rules when the bankers pretty much could do whatever they wanted to do. haha.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, Greg, Luke, and I were home alone one day and dug a huge hole and filled it will water and Greg rode rinky dink into it. He filled right into the muddy water. I think he had to be somewhere afterwards too. heh. Greg, Luke, and I shouldn't be left alone for too long (*cough* woods, fire, fox...).
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ReplyDeleteOk look Luke and I were only trying to shoot a Fox. faith you tried killing everyting in the woods! I believe there is a difference! Burn=Mass Death! Shoot=Fox Death! I never knew Mr. Harr could run so fast with a shovel.
ReplyDeleteMust I mention the Lincoln Logs in the library? It's a classic example of Luke and I having a creative Idea and Faith ruins it by death and Destruction!
ReplyDeleteThat is my room now. It bears the scars of many of your and Luke's bright ideas. You can't blame me for that one. I will take responsibility for the burning of the woods, but not for the marking up of the walls in the library (now my room). I just joined in on the fun.
ReplyDeletehey lets throw some sparkalers in the pile of dead leaves and sticks in the woods.that will scare him out.
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