When I was a little girl, my very most favorite activity was to play school. I never really enjoyed playing house.... it didn't interest me for some reason. But oh, did I love my little classroom.
I had a rug on the floor where my "students" would "sit". I had a bookshelf full of story books to read to my students. I had a desk, I had seating charts. The seating charts were filled with names of kids I went to school with, and when I ran out of names, I used the names of the local news anchors. Bill Balleza and Linda Lorelle were very good students.
I had a "log" where I wrote down the names of the kids who misbehaved that day.
I had a chalkboard hanging on my wall. I had a shoe box covered in wrapping paper filled with various colors of chalk and a fancy eraser. At some point, my mom hung a marker board on my wall with markers so that Lindsee could teach her classroom too.
One thing I remember very clearly is that when I was in elementary school, there was a season where our school building was undergoing alot of construction, so for much of the year, our classes were held in trailers. Because of this, our teachers all carried around Walkie-Talkies to communicate with each other throughout the day. Because of this, I begged my mom to buy me some Walkie-Talkies of my very own so that Lindsee and I could communicate with each other while we were teaching our class. My mom totally pulled through with some pink and purple walkie-talkies. Remember that Linds?
I just remember that I could play this for hours and hours and hours, even all by myself. It was my very most favorite way to imagine. I remember teaching lessons about the proper way to write a letter. In geography, I taught about the hemispheres and the equator. I did this fairly consistently through 4th grade.
When we moved into our new house in the 5th grade, I remember the movers bringing all my things into my new room, and they carried in the chalkboard and markerboard. I remember looking at them, and my little "I'm a big 5th grader now" self decided that I was going to put away my school supplies. This was going to be my "big girl" room and the markerboard and chalkboard were put it the closet. And that whole chapter just ended.
I think it was really wonderful of my mom to totally be on board with my whole imaginarium I had going on in my room. Between the rug and the markers and all the chalk and nailing markerboards and chalkboards in the wall and my whole "I need more folders for my seating charts!!", my mom never made me feel like I was being silly. She knew this was serious business and she allowed me to play as a child should be allowed to play. Thanks for that, Mom!
Did you have a favorite activity as a child? What did you like to play?