
Ayer comparé la métrica del pentámetro yámbico con un pentagrama y sus divisiones al compás de 2/4. Los estudiantes quedaron tan y tan impresionados. Ahí me gané como ochenta puntos.
This was not a game I played with others.
I also loved to play pretend with other children, however. My best friend at the time and I had an impressive eraser collection. It came to a point where we had about 40 erasers in different shapes, colors, and sizes: hearts, rainbows, Christmas themed ones, triangles, Sanrio characters, Lion brand ones… You name it, we had it. I can’t say I remember what we made our erasers do, but they surely provided hours of amusement.
The pretend games I played with my sister and cousins were a bit bizarre. One was called “The Sacrifice,” others involved lost children in their struggle to survive and an imaginary planet, and another game has yet to end--as it turns out, it wasn't really a game.
I also loved, loved, loved my Barbies. They were naughty when nobody was looking. And Polly Pocket was a big fad, too. In fourth grade all the girls would bring in their Polly Pockets and we’d build a giant Polly Pocket city in the classroom. (Polly Pocket was a huge choke hazard for younger children.)
By the time I got to sixth grade, I didn’t play as much with girls (not that I can remember, anyway). This was probably because they had mini-boobs. I didn’t. I think I spent many a recess inside the classroom with the boys watching the Star Wars saga and debating whether Sega was better than Super Nintendo. (Super Nintendo is obviously the better choice.) Then the boys left. After that, I didn’t really play anymore.
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As a child, I also tried to develop telekinetic abilities. I still try it sometimes.