tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post1721619573602004539..comments2024-03-27T16:19:53.023+00:00Comments on Friko's World: March - The Month of New LifeFrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-11190848014700315152010-03-07T10:44:23.674+00:002010-03-07T10:44:23.674+00:00After such a long cold winter I think we will all ...After such a long cold winter I think we will all become 'mad as a hatter' with the natural wonders of Spring.<br />With the sunnier weather and longer days our spirits and hopes will lift.Jay Diamondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02095990626817385461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-26273879049482503582010-03-07T06:22:10.723+00:002010-03-07T06:22:10.723+00:00Here in the Arizona desert the rattlesnakes and th...Here in the Arizona desert the rattlesnakes and the poppies come out in March and the bunnies are out year round.karinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18168012252053900809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-40021985377709928512010-03-05T19:57:48.238+00:002010-03-05T19:57:48.238+00:00Your writing is always so poetic and beautiful to ...Your writing is always so poetic and beautiful to read.<br /><br />I played all of the games mentioned. Jacks were small little metal pieces with projections and you played it with a small rubber ball. You would bounce the ball and try to pick up as many jacks as you could before catching the ball. This is not a good description; perhaps Wikipedia has a good one. It was fun and you could play Darlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18373134676852496647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-81454294015550750812010-03-05T05:31:25.711+00:002010-03-05T05:31:25.711+00:00I remember climbing trees, collecting bugs (I phot...I remember climbing trees, collecting bugs (I photograph them now), playing so many outdoor games..many like you've mentioned. In my early childhood, I longed to be outdoors. <br />Great post in perhaps a little different world.Kilauea Poetryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10565265326716182821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-42794100015995607412010-03-04T17:07:07.096+00:002010-03-04T17:07:07.096+00:00Vagabonde - after living in Paris how do you man...Vagabonde - after living in Paris how do you manage to live as far away from cities as you do now. We seem to have followed the same seasonal paths in our childhood.<br /><br />Bonnie - childhood games have memories all of their own and we tend to remember them.<br /><br />jinksy - so, are you racing about the fields?<br /><br />QMM - I don't know what Jacks is. I expect we played Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-79725940911338271672010-03-04T09:41:34.172+00:002010-03-04T09:41:34.172+00:00A mad march hare shot accross my path yesterday bu...A mad march hare shot accross my path yesterday but I supect that any sign of spring here wasprobably killed by the bitter frost we had last night.her at homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01553181592011484686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-41731315543612990792010-03-04T03:38:27.901+00:002010-03-04T03:38:27.901+00:00Hello Friko,
Happy March to you. Your post has t...Hello Friko,<br /><br />Happy March to you. Your post has taken me way back down memory lane. The games that Vicki Lane described were those that I also played. And...even if a girl, I also love climbing trees.<br /><br />Thank you for your reply to my other comment. Who knows, we might yet have that cup or glass together. xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-36495118168939605822010-03-04T03:30:49.425+00:002010-03-04T03:30:49.425+00:00There will always be an England, Friko!
Aloha, ...There will always be an England, Friko!<br /><br /><br /><br />Aloha, Friend!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://comfortspiral.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Comfort Spiral</a>Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-44654137110140042682010-03-04T02:02:40.053+00:002010-03-04T02:02:40.053+00:00May every day of this month be filled with joy and...May every day of this month be filled with joy and happiness for you all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-78608878963304159262010-03-04T01:13:13.518+00:002010-03-04T01:13:13.518+00:00We played all those games too - skipping, (double ...We played all those games too - skipping, (double dutch) hopscotch, kick the fan, Red Rover. Summer nights with their long lit hours were magical. I hope my grandsons learn to play games that have nothing to do with beeping buttons - I'll take them in hand when they visit!Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-73040619165713297822010-03-03T22:39:18.610+00:002010-03-03T22:39:18.610+00:00Hello Friko
I loved the way that you wrote this p...Hello Friko<br /><br />I loved the way that you wrote this piece, full of memories and feeling...and I too recognise the games from my childhood in New Zealand...we also played tricky trackers in teams, four square with the basketball or tennis ball, shooting hoops, 'filmstars'- which was a creeping up guessing game...<br /><br />thanks for the link to the past...<br /><br />Happy daysDelwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16813713107604750354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-61476374181329002892010-03-03T20:41:49.654+00:002010-03-03T20:41:49.654+00:00Love the juxtaposition of the pictures. After the...Love the juxtaposition of the pictures. After the Bruegel, the hares made me laugh!Fran Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07935088780461825341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-11593725746415773842010-03-03T19:38:23.652+00:002010-03-03T19:38:23.652+00:00It is so true how we grew up worlds apart and how ...It is so true how we grew up worlds apart and how similar the things we did are. I played all those games too. I particularly loved Jacks. Did you play that? When we were preteens we played Badminton with a birdie. You bat it across a net and have a partner, similar to tennis. The neighborhood kids are wearing shorts already.<br />QMMAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-69903966608503514522010-03-03T19:02:00.922+00:002010-03-03T19:02:00.922+00:00Mad March hare - that's me!Mad March hare - that's me!Jinksyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-3700909499338756132010-03-03T18:56:29.264+00:002010-03-03T18:56:29.264+00:00Friko
Maybe the singing was wishful thinking but,...Friko<br /><br />Maybe the singing was wishful thinking but, generally speaking, the kids around here are okay. <br /><br />There are always exceptions. I have lived in areas where those exceptions have become the rule, and it wasn't pleasant. But credit where it's due.Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-10659706980468563772010-03-03T18:46:47.973+00:002010-03-03T18:46:47.973+00:00You describe those glorious days so beautifully. ...You describe those glorious days so beautifully. They are some of my most treasured memories. Hide-and-seek games after supper with all the neighbourhood children. Carefree bike rides with the breeze in my hair. Looking for the smoothest, most recently paved streets for the best roller skating. Long, intricate games of bouncing a ball against the wall with different requirements for every Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00282469017360136275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-13762500456942478362010-03-03T18:24:00.818+00:002010-03-03T18:24:00.818+00:00That is true, March was the month you could start ...That is true, March was the month you could start playing outside again. My mother and I would walk the 600 meters to the bottom of the Sacré-Coeur in Paris and see some flowers starting to show their colors. Or we would go to the Tuileries Gardens so I could get my roller skates out. But for me then, March meant a present or two because it was my birthday on the 26th. I looked forward to Vagabondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10774109692564954568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-79459449735353961882010-03-03T17:35:28.046+00:002010-03-03T17:35:28.046+00:00Vicki - I almost fear it has; my grandchildren p...Vicki - I almost fear it has; my grandchildren play only beeping games.<br /><br />Martin H - you are fortunate if there are children around you who laugh and shout and sing.<br /><br />Deborah - If you do manage to organise children's games for grown-up children, it would be such fun to read about it. Nobody is ever to old to play.<br /><br />Rinkly Rimes - thank you for visiting. Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-45384143647067270672010-03-03T17:07:48.859+00:002010-03-03T17:07:48.859+00:00Hi Friko, another lovely post again. March, the he...Hi Friko, another lovely post again. March, the herald of Spring and the sun shone today as well!Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08604864977387798470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-79988487459811036572010-03-03T16:52:07.063+00:002010-03-03T16:52:07.063+00:00March is our month of melt. Starting quickly, and ...March is our month of melt. Starting quickly, and in Feb. this year! http://mymuskoka.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-melt-in-cottage-country.htmlJenn Jilkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259681360456905055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-12277658002479472522010-03-03T16:44:54.548+00:002010-03-03T16:44:54.548+00:00Although I've lived in Oz for years the word M...Although I've lived in Oz for years the word March still means early Spring! Which is silly, because here the heat is going out of the sun and we're settling into the glorious,cooler Autumn.Rinkly Rimeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07890344869337115307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-26375400942144124802010-03-03T16:10:53.025+00:002010-03-03T16:10:53.025+00:00Friko, the children's games jumped off the pag...Friko, the children's games jumped off the page for me too. They were fun! Even though I didn't have many friends in school, I usually ended up playing jumping jacks or skipping, and I loved stuff like Simon Says and the neighbourhood, after-supper games of Kick The Can, which has to be the best game ever. Damn, I think I'll organize one of those with my grownup kids next time I&#Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10892637441668897411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-19002428966143344902010-03-03T15:48:45.294+00:002010-03-03T15:48:45.294+00:00Aside from the birdsong, there's little more h...Aside from the birdsong, there's little more heartening than the sound of children playing. As the evenings draw out, it wouldn't be quite right without some whoops, shrieks and laughter.Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-14157257248556415722010-03-03T15:21:08.340+00:002010-03-03T15:21:08.340+00:00Beautiful words -- I remember those childhood game...Beautiful words -- I remember those childhood games. For me, in the American South in the forties and Fifties, they were Kick the Can, Red Rover, Mother, May I? as well as plain old Hide and Seek. And Hopscotch and Jump Rope and Tag. I wonder if the electronic age has put an end to all of this?Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.com