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Mar. 21st, 2006 01:39 pmI AM EMPLOYED! :D
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metaquotes made me go back. When I was in, oh, first grade, one of the other playgrounds at my school (there were two; the preschool kids and kindergarteners had a playground that was adjacent to a black top area where we'd play kickball in PE and the other one, the "big kids" playground was across the street from the main entrance to the school) had this rope swing. It was a part of this huge wooden structure with tires attached all over the place (dude, remember tires being part of playground equipment?), and you'd climb onto this one tire, and someone would throw you the rope, and you'd swing all over the place. I always wanted to do that, but I was scared for the longest time. But when I did--oh man, it was great. I think someone got hurt on it or something, so they took the rope down at first, then they somehow anchored it to the ground, which was totally lame.
I actually wrote down a bunch of things I remembered from when I was younger during spring break, and I mentioned this one end of the year picnic we went on in like... third grade or so. We went out to this park in Chapel Hill, and it totally had the Best Playground Ever. Slides all over the place, one of those rope bridges, monkey bars, everything. And it was located next to a creek too, so if you weren't running around screaming your fool head off, you were probably doing something like jumping over the creek or whatever (and one kid did that and got his foot stuck in the mud.). We played capture the flag and had Ben and Jerry's ice cream. So amazing.
I still say that they need adult sized playgrounds, with real playground equipment--swing sets, merry go rounds (ah, memories--last day of first grade, I wore a dress and after school my dad took my brother and I to the park behind my grandma's house and I fell while pushing the merry go round and scraped both my knees. I cried for about five minutes and as soon as the band-aids were on, I went back to playing), taller monkey bars (I miss being able to hang upside down without worrying about possibly offending someone), tetherball (I honestly got hit in the head with it before), the super-tall slides (the ones that burned your butt during the summer), tire swings... all of that good stuff.
And this post at
metaquotes made me go back. When I was in, oh, first grade, one of the other playgrounds at my school (there were two; the preschool kids and kindergarteners had a playground that was adjacent to a black top area where we'd play kickball in PE and the other one, the "big kids" playground was across the street from the main entrance to the school) had this rope swing. It was a part of this huge wooden structure with tires attached all over the place (dude, remember tires being part of playground equipment?), and you'd climb onto this one tire, and someone would throw you the rope, and you'd swing all over the place. I always wanted to do that, but I was scared for the longest time. But when I did--oh man, it was great. I think someone got hurt on it or something, so they took the rope down at first, then they somehow anchored it to the ground, which was totally lame.I actually wrote down a bunch of things I remembered from when I was younger during spring break, and I mentioned this one end of the year picnic we went on in like... third grade or so. We went out to this park in Chapel Hill, and it totally had the Best Playground Ever. Slides all over the place, one of those rope bridges, monkey bars, everything. And it was located next to a creek too, so if you weren't running around screaming your fool head off, you were probably doing something like jumping over the creek or whatever (and one kid did that and got his foot stuck in the mud.). We played capture the flag and had Ben and Jerry's ice cream. So amazing.
I still say that they need adult sized playgrounds, with real playground equipment--swing sets, merry go rounds (ah, memories--last day of first grade, I wore a dress and after school my dad took my brother and I to the park behind my grandma's house and I fell while pushing the merry go round and scraped both my knees. I cried for about five minutes and as soon as the band-aids were on, I went back to playing), taller monkey bars (I miss being able to hang upside down without worrying about possibly offending someone), tetherball (I honestly got hit in the head with it before), the super-tall slides (the ones that burned your butt during the summer), tire swings... all of that good stuff.
