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fandomhigh2008-08-06 10:36 pm
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Childhood Games, Class #5, Thursday period 1
Since it was cabin time, Lily handwavily notified her class to meet in the park, near the playground. And today, she was carrying a pineapple.
"Hi, guys. It's been a weird weekend, with the whole being tiny thing, and the fact that my husband is now a pineapple- say hi to Mr. Eriksen, boys and girls," she said, and almost seemed to be covering his, uh, ears. "So we're going to start off easy by giving him a little surprise. You see those tables I set up right there? On them is a bunch of art supplies. You can all draw him a picture so he hopefully doesn't feel as weird when he's not a food again."
When they'd finished with that, Lily said, "Today we're playing a game called Ghost in the Graveyard. How it works is, this tree right here is base. Whoever's it stands with their hand or foot on it, counts up, like 'One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock,' all the way up till midnight, while everyone else hides. When they yell 'midnight!' you all have to leave your hiding place and try to get to the base without being tagged. The person who's it has to leave the base at midnight. First one to get tagged is it, and we start over.
"The rules are, no tagbacks, and if you're not touching the base, any tags count. Any questions? Okay, go play!"
"Hi, guys. It's been a weird weekend, with the whole being tiny thing, and the fact that my husband is now a pineapple- say hi to Mr. Eriksen, boys and girls," she said, and almost seemed to be covering his, uh, ears. "So we're going to start off easy by giving him a little surprise. You see those tables I set up right there? On them is a bunch of art supplies. You can all draw him a picture so he hopefully doesn't feel as weird when he's not a food again."
When they'd finished with that, Lily said, "Today we're playing a game called Ghost in the Graveyard. How it works is, this tree right here is base. Whoever's it stands with their hand or foot on it, counts up, like 'One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock,' all the way up till midnight, while everyone else hides. When they yell 'midnight!' you all have to leave your hiding place and try to get to the base without being tagged. The person who's it has to leave the base at midnight. First one to get tagged is it, and we start over.
"The rules are, no tagbacks, and if you're not touching the base, any tags count. Any questions? Okay, go play!"
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Who becomes fruit? That's what she'd like to know.
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She decided to add some clouds and rain for dramatic effect. Also a little lightning. Which seemed very very frightening. Especially for the stick figure just standing there like that.
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Her lack of drawing skills remained the same, of course, but she sat down, grabbed some crayons, and set to work anyway.
Under the picture, she wrote, "My sympathies. At least you're three dimensional and yummy?" Then she clapped her hand over her mouth. Teacher! Wife!
Only kind ofNot what she meant! She quickly scribbled beneath that, "Because you're a fruit, I mean!"Re: Draw!
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And then drew out a gift certificate for Turtle & Canary, redeemable for a lifetime supply of pineapple.
She figured that it wasn't like he'd ever want to use it after this anyway.
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It was hard to tell.
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