Unscheduled Play Dates

My son begged me to play ball with him.   At my current java-the-hut frame that is unlikely to happen. And I begin to miss the days when we lived in a townhouse when the playmate is just   a shout away. Now that we live in a village, most play dates are scheduled first with the parents.

I remember when I was a child, my brothers and I are out in the village from morning till dusk.   Stopping only from play for food and drinks. We would play patintero, agawan base, tex, taguan, tumbang preso, piko, jackstone, chinese garter, name it we played it. It was pure joy and unbridled play.

Wanting the same for my kids, I teach them the games from days gone by. And they love it.  But as for now (remember java the hut), I just unashamedly rang the doorbell of the neighbor and begged his son to play with mine – no appointments made.

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