The Games We Play
One of the sets of tic-tac-toe at The Hub. |
Learning draghts |
Games are such a fun way to spend time with family and friends and they are perfect for almost any age. They help to develop basic social skills such as turn taking as well as losing or winning graciously. (As well as how much importance to actually place on winning or losing!) Many games have a mathematical element to it such as matching shapes, identifying numbers and counting. Logical thinking, linguistic skills, problem solving and critical thinking can also be developed.
I can remember causing two of my colleagues to collapse in hilarity when I once mentioned I didn’t think I was competitive. I almost took offence at how funny they found this, though I also appreciated there was a certain irony. Earlier that week I had said I could run some papers to my classroom and back within 20 seconds. To which Big V (my very dear friend and outstanding teacher) said ‘ok, go’ and started counting. So I ran! Even slipping over at the corner of my desk and skinning my knee with a carpet burn didn’t stop me! But it did get me thinking about what it meant to be competitive. I love competing -challenging myself, working as a team and playing a game but I don’t have a love of winning. Though it is a rather tired and over used phrase, for me it is the taking part that counts and is the most enjoyable part. I rarely recall who won and by how many points the following day. I certainly can’t remember scores! But I always remember the laughing, smiles and feeling of togetherness as we play a game.
Most recently we had to play the game over 2 days as it can be quite lengthy. At bedtime on day 1, I was in last place and heavily in debt, though I was a lawyer having chosen the university route.
Big One was in second place. He had also chosen the university route, was a vet and was sensibly paying off his loan each pay day at a faster rate than his mother. He could afford being sued 100,000 by his brother!
Little one was in first place. He was the only one not to go to university, he had a lot of money and no debt. He owned a log cabin and was the only one of us with a home. He had sued both his mother and his brother (his mother having to take out a bigger loan to cover this) and his job was …. An entertainer.
The outcome was not exactly what we had expected... or perhaps hoped for my sons' future. Though in terms of finance, debt and university it is probably more real than I like to imagine. I am hoping that in our future there may be less suing of family members!
As we were playing we laughed, joked and wondered at what each turn brought us and for those interested, Little One did go on to win hands down! As we played, the boys developed turn taking, 1:1 moves when counting spaces and handling money. Little One was also improving his number recognition. The boys helped set it up and the following day they helped tidy it away making sure all the sets of money and cards were in the correct sets. All in all it was around three hours of quality time spent together and a lot of fun was had by all.
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