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Buenos días mis queridos amigos, tenía días con ganas de escribir en este iniciativa y sonreír mientras escribo de mis gratos recuerdos jugando.
Desde pequeña ha estado presente en mi vida, mis padre me permitían correr por toda la casa y nos facilitaban juguetes en la medida de sus posibilidades.
Otra cosa es que éramos 4 hermanos con muy poca diferencia entre nosotros, así que siempre teníamos algo que hacer, cuando no estábamos peleando, estábamos jugando jaja.
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No era muy fan de jugar con muñecas, mucho menos de hacerles las voces, recuerdo que la única forma de jugar así era cuando mi hermana tenia dulces y lo servía como comida en el juego.
Le tomaba los retazos de tela a mi mamá y le hacíamos ropa a las barbies, eso si me gustaba.
Pero los juegos que más disfruté eran al aire libre, cuando se hacía la tarde y todos los vecinos salían a jugar, éramos un montón de niños corriendo por todos lados. Algo que no es muy común ver en estos tiempos.
Nuestro juegos favoritos eran el escondite, el paralizado, palito mantequillero, futbol, metras y pelotica de goma.
También era divertido jugar y armar casas en el terreno que teníamos frente de la casa, con cauchos, palmas secas y piedras grandes para sentarnos, era nuestro día a día.
Tengo muchos recuerdos divertidos de esta época, como por ejemplo la vez que choque de frente con mi amigo Romer cuando íbamos a tocar la pared para decir libre cuando jugamos el escondite.
Un recuerdo de miedo, un juego de rol de esa ápoca era ser los Power Rangers, yo elegía Trinity que era la amarilla y representaba al Tigre Colmillo de Sable, eso era dar golpes y patadas, y en una de esas patadas le di en la entrepierna a Diego y me toco salir corriendo jaja.
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Tenía un amiga que cada vez que venia le pedíamos tizas a mi papá y hacíamos el avión (aquí es más común decirle pisé), pasábamos horas con este juego, que luego le enseñé y jugué con mi hija mayor. Con Miranda lo jugué pero ya le habían enseñado.
Otro juego de esos tiempos y mi favoritos era el de saltar por encima de nuestros compañero que se encontraba inclinado de manera que nuestras manos saltaban sobre su espalda, haciendo una cuenta, que más o menos iba así, uno la edad de Bruno, dos pataclos y le golpeábamos el trasero al saltar con el pie, tres caigo al revé, debíamos caer al revés, cuatro te salto de un salto, no se podía tocar al compañero que estaba agachado y así sucesivamente, perdía el que lo hacía mal y tomaba el lugar del compañero. Este era mi favorito.
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Nuestra infancia fue muy linda y bendecida, reuníamos incluso nuestros juguetes los metíamos en una bolsa, y simulábamos una piñata y la rompíamos y recogíamos los juguetes jeje pero al final cada juguete regresaba a su dueño.
Al crecer dejamos estos juegos, incluso por pena, por miedo al que dirán, pero bastante que nos divertimos si por alguna razón, tenemos la oportunidad de jugar sin ser juzgados, como por ejemplo en un bayshower, una convivencia, o una fiesta planificada de esa manera.
Para e cumple 16 de mi hija mayor los puse a jugar muchos juegos de niños, y les dije, vamos, ya están creciendo y quiero que se diviertan antes que se conviertan en adultos.
Se espera de nosotros tantas cosas como adultos, que nos olvidamos que estos juegos no hacen vivir una vez más, que no tienen edad, y no nos hacen seres inmaduros mientras sigamos siendo responsables y files a nuestro rol en el hogar, como madres, esposas, hijas.
Yo juego en casa, con grupo de amigos cercanos, pero si dejo guardado un poco el niño interior en mi en grupos grandes, temo caer y al bullying.
Pero si con mi circulo de confianza dejo salir ese niño interior y me lleno de energía, voy al parque y me meso en el columpio, juego con la pelota, juego pisé, lucha libre.
Siento que es algo que debemos hacer por lo menos una vez al mes, una vez al año aunque sea, reír y recordar que podemos divertirnos, que no hay edad para reírnos y disfrutar, que se nos olvide un poco los problemas y ser niños otra vez, solo centrados en el presente, sin pasado, sin futuro, solo el aquí y ahora.
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**Good morning my dear friends, I have been wanting to write in this initiative for days and smile as I write about my fond memories of playing.
Since I was a child it has been present in my life, my parents allowed me to run around the house and provided us with toys to the extent of their possibilities.
Another thing is that we were 4 siblings with very little difference between us, so we always had something to do, when we were not fighting, we were playing haha.
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I was not a big fan of playing with dolls, much less making their voices, I remember that the only way to play like that was when my sister had candy and served it as food in the game.
I would take scraps of fabric from my mom and we would make clothes for the barbies, I liked that.
But the games I enjoyed the most were outdoors, when it was afternoon and all the neighbors came out to play, we were a bunch of kids running all over the place. Something that is not very common to see these days.
Our favorite games were hide and seek, paralyzed, butter stick, soccer, metras and rubber ball.
It was also fun to play and build houses in the land we had in front of the house, with tires, dry palms and big stones to sit on, it was our daily life.
I have many funny memories of this time, like for example the time I collided head on with my friend Romer when we were going to touch the wall to say free when we played hide and seek.
A scary memory, a role playing game of that time was to be the Power Rangers, I chose Trinity who was the yellow one and represented the Saber Fang Tiger, that was to give punches and kicks, and in one of those kicks I hit Diego in the crotch and I had to run away haha.
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I had a friend that every time she came over we would ask my dad for chalk and we would make the airplane (here it is more common to say I stepped on it), we would spend hours playing this game, which I later taught her and played with my oldest daughter. With Miranda I played it but she had already been taught.
Another game of those times and my favorite was to jump over our partner who was bent over so that our hands jumped on his back, doing a count, which more or less went like this, one Bruno's age, two pataclos and we hit his butt when we jumped with our foot, three I fall backwards, we had to fall backwards, four I jump you with one jump, you could not touch the partner who was bent over and so on, the one who did it wrong lost and took the partner's place. This was my favorite.
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Our childhood was very nice and blessed, we even gathered our toys and put them in a bag, and we pretended a piñata and broke it and picked up the toys hehe but in the end each toy returned to its owner.
As we grew up we stopped playing these games, even out of embarrassment, for fear of what people will say, but we have a lot of fun if for some reason, we have the opportunity to play without being judged, such as at a bayshower, a get-together, or a party planned that way.
*For my oldest daughter's 16th birthday I had them play a lot of kids' games, and I told them, come on, they're growing up and I want them to have fun before they become adults.
So many things are expected of us as adults, that we forget that these games do not make us live once again, that they do not have an age, and they do not make us immature beings as long as we continue to be responsible and faithful to our role at home, as mothers, wives, daughters.
I play at home, with a group of close friends, but if I keep the inner child in me in large groups, I fear falling and bullying.
But if with my trusted circle I let that inner child out and get energized, I go to the park and get on the swing, play ball, play pee wee, wrestle.
I feel it is something we should do at least once a month, once a year at least, laugh and remember that we can have fun, that there is no age to laugh and enjoy ourselves, to forget our problems a little bit and be children again, just focused on the present, no past, no future, just the here and now.
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