I was reminiscing about the “good old days” with a friend the other day, and the topic of rainy day activities came up. We know what a kid would do today–he/she would pull out an electronic device and spend the next 4 hours playing on it. Since my party-line phone didn’t have any of these game features on it, I had to improvise.
My brother and I had a favorite game, and it was an oatmeal box tied to the top of a door and used as a basketball goal. Sometimes we used a sponge ball, but most of the time it was an old washcloth that we used to do the dishes. It was usually still wet, so it left splotches on the wall paper. Not only did we get in trouble for playing ball in the house, but for messing up the wall as well. Since I was the oldest, I usually won the games but also took the brunt of the punishment. Before that, however, there were many cries of “this is the winning basket” which could be heard throughout the house.