Memories of my childhood sometimes seem so fresh. I can just turn inward, and my childhood growing up in the 50's and 60's in the Bronx (a borough of New York City) comes to life for me.
In those days, our parents (normally, a stay at home mother) encouraged us to stay outside whenever we were home from school.
There was no such thing as a helicopter parent. It may have been a little easier for me, growing up in a city housing project which had a couple of small playgrounds in its design. There was a larger playground across the street, Magenta Street to be exact. It is called the Gun Hill Playground, and still exists today.
I never knew the origins of how Magenta Street was named, until I read this online:
"The naming of the color celebrated the victory of a battle in which an
Italo-Franco alliance defeated the Austrians and helped to bring about a
unified Italy. Prior to 1900, this Bronx neighborhood was inhabited by
a small colony of French weavers as well as by a growing number of
Italian immigrants. The street was named Magenta to signify the
Italo-Franco unity that once characterized this portion of the Bronx."
When I looked at pictures of the Gun Hill Playground online, I was amazed to find a painted Potsy board. We would have scorned something that official, preferring to draw a large board in chalk.
Potsy, in many parts of the United States, is called Hopscotch. In New York City, it is called Potsy,and these are the rules.
Basically, the board had a double row of boxes, numbered from 1 to 10 (10 was a semi circle at the head of the rectangle. The first player would take the "potsy" (a rock, or a penny, or something similar), throw it into the box numbered "1". You hopped into box 2, then 3, then 4, all on the same leg. When you reached 10, you reversed direction and hopped back. If you touched any line or lost your balance, you were "out". If you made it to the last box, you leaned over, still on one foot, picked up the potsy. Now, you got to get back on two feet, as you threw the potsy into box "2"and repeated the process.
I'm surprised that I have balance problems as a young senior, as I played enough of this game on the sidewalks and playground of the Bronx.
Hopscotch is, or was, a universal game. Do they still play it where you live?
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