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OMG I can't stop lauging at this thread but especially at Owly's bunsen burner story!!
Also when Seadreamer asked about Snakes and Ladders. Too funny...I was thinking same thing.
And Espirit hates them. LOL

OK what we played down in Louisiana was : Marbles, Army, Dodge the Ball, Chinese Jumprope,
Jacks, Pick up Sticks, Yo-yos, Tops. But my faves were Three Flies In and Red Hot In both simplified versions of baseball ;-) I borrowed my dad's bats and returned them to the locked store room before he
got home from work every day ;-)

I can remember several mischevious childhood games , from deflating car tyers to stuffing half a potatoe up the exhaust pipe of a car , Then laugh as the car back fired BANG !!! . I also remember making up our own charriots , carts, searching boundlessly for old pram wheels , using an old peace of rope for the stearing , so much fun has gone out of childhood games as I remember them , kids are far to tecno logic these days they havent got time for family ole traditions . some of my favorite all time child hood games with friends and neighbours were , ROUNDERS , I also used to like playing MARBLES with my brother he always insisted he had the biggest and best ! ...

Does anyone remember the games SIMPLE SIMON SAID , and some others like RING A RING OF ROSES A POCKET FULL OF POSES , EYE SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE , TWISTER was a favourite of mine also . I also used to have a game called BUCKAROO and OPERATION .

Mr potatoe head...........London Bridge is falling down......leapfrog. I had to teach my grandkids to play leapfrog but they didnt really get it. Those sort of activities kept kids healthy and slim. Not like now when all they seem to do is sit in front of TV and video games and get plump. We enjoyed the great outdoors, walked miles and played physical games. Games were fun, now at least in the US sport is not sport anymore its win at all costs.

Thanks everyone for all those wonderful memories of the games we played and the things we got up to when growing up. What I wouldn't give to relive some of those days again. Sad to say, but the kids of today don't know what they missed.!!

I know its not a game but do you remember the old copper boilers in the kitchen , well we had one in ours of which my mother used to boil her whites in. Well one particular time she put to much soap in and it boiled over next minute my mother was skating on soap suds full length of hall way to kitchen to switch it off the look on my mothers face said it all and also meant run, my brother and my self ran out of the house killing ourselves laughing not daring to go back for at least 2 hours lol.

Ninat, we played all those you mention except for Buckaroo. Until we started listing them I had no idea just how many games I learned growing up. I loved drawing the hopscotch more than playing it.

My first doll was Tiny Tears until the brat next door broke the head off. Then I got a Revlon Doll, Thumbelina Doll and finally Barbie at age 4. It was around 1959 (?) and she had a black ponytail
and little cork wedge sandals, stripe knit top and straw hat. Christmas 1962 I got the Barbie convertible
with my second Barbie and my first Ken doll. I still have the second talking Mattel girl doll which had a brother to match but did not get him. Yellow yarn for hair and mittens sewn to the little stripe pinafore. She still talks and is with my 1955 teddy bear in storage.

Was typing my reply when u posted yours, Jon. That's hysterical about your mom
skating down the hall. LOL You and your brother probably still laugh.

Our version of "Knock Down Ginger" was to tie the door knockers together of the houses whose front doors were side by side, then knock one and run like blazes, the two neighbors would knock on each others doors until they saw the string, then usually shout out "Bloody kids"! Another game we always got in trouble for was "Cops and Robbers". It just so happened that our dad was the local "Bobby". My brother and I would get a group of kids together some with bicycles and others with those old steel roller skates. The robbers were on skates the cops on bikes, one small thing the cops had to do, was to remove the tires and inner tubes from the wheels, thus making it a little fairer in terms of speed, and increasing the noise factor and spitting distance of the sparks coming from the bare rims on pavement. By the time dad got home in the evening, he already knew about our escapades and was ready to give us his 45 minute lecture on expected behaviour, of his children due to the fact he was the LAW in out village, never a spanking just 45 mins of monotone lecture about how hard his life was from the moment of his birth to the present day, and we were not allowed to sigh, slouch in our chairs or shut our eyes any longer than a blink. That lecture was worse than any spanking we could have received. It left indelible memories.