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Washington, D.C., circa 1927. "Holton-Arms School playground." So what game would this be? All I can think of is "The Lottery" by Shirley Jackson. But I'm pretty sure this isn't that. Harris & Ewing glass negative. View full size.
It's obvious they are playing dodgeball. You can even see the girl in the centre holding the ball, ready to throw it. The kid standing in the background on the seesaw is awesome, by the way!
Kids DO still take advantage of playgrounds, for goodness sake! As a parent of a young'un I beg to differ. Any parent who has watched her child wait in line for the slide can back me up on that.
I had completely forgotten, until now, about the fine art of standing in the center of a seesaw and shifting your weight to raise and lower the ends. And what a confident, cute kid doing that!
As a long-time amateur radio enthusiast I couldn't help but notice the radio antennas on the roof. The one on the left has three parallel wires and the one on the right, four. This was a popular type of antenna used by radio amateurs back then. Which makes me wonder if the the school had a radio amateur club.
73, W4HBK
Little Girl: Today is our glorious day where we shall finally be heard! This ball represents the solidarity of the international proletariat, one of nature's perfect shapes! Let us take the school and exercise our own beliefs!
Organized play activity without adult supervision...how rare!
Why do we lose our sense of play. All jobs should have recess where everyone goes outside and plays.
My best guess would be Farmer in the Dell. Harks back to my Catholic school days.
Probably something they called Holton-Hands.
The tuition, including lunch, for the 2008-2009 school year is $27,200 for grades 3-6; $28,500 for grades 7-12. (!)
The confident kid posed astride the back seesaw gets my vote for class president.
A time when kids still took advantage of playgrounds. Today the only playgrounds that a busy are dog parks. Kids are too busy playing games on their computers.
Sixty-four years after this picture was taken, I graduated from National Cathedral School, the girls-school rival to Holton Arms. There was a playground game called "Shake It Senorita" that looked just like this. The gal in the middles shakes it while the ring sings this song.
Sixty-four years may seem like a long time, but traditions at girls' schools last a long time. In the 1980s there was still something called a "bloomie check" even though nobody there had worn bloomers for at least 40 years.
That looks like the way we used to play dodge ball, not the Ben Stiller movie style. The circle owned the ball. One kid would be in the middle. The circle would throw the ball to try to bean the poor soul. If he caught it, the person that threw it had to go in.
You've got to admire the exquisite boredom of the girls on the teeter-totter; the courageous stance of the conquerer of balance and gravity standing midships; and the puzzled or forthright gazes of most of the circle. Bonus points for Lenny, there: "Ow! I ain't supposed to get sun in my eye!"
Steve Miller
Someplace on a playground near the crossroads of America
Looks like something akin to ring-around-the-rosy.
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