I like it so far!!!! (ie bookmark)
In other words, prepare children for life by exposing them to life?
What a peculiar notion.
I'm good and ready to bury the concept of "Let it all hang out".
The idea of a version of tag where 'no one is ever out' <shudder>.
Well, at least the recent status quo is in question.
ehBeth wrote:The idea of a version of tag where 'no one is ever out' <shudder>.
Er... My wife once taught P.E./Gym at an Elementary school. Many of the games were designed so that the kids would run around in semi-organized chaos, while being impossible to win.
She'd explain the rules to me, I'd look at her oddly, she'd nod and say, "well the point is for them to get exercise."
WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST.
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,--act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;--
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Transcendentalists can be a bit heavy handed with both sentiment and scansion, but I don't think they'd approve of a sanctioned, supervised school activity that consists of barrelling around the playground in pointless togetherness.
Of course in this day and age when Structured Leisure is the sign of an upwardly mobile child a little chaos might be a Good Thing--if the little chaos is the choice of the child and not another bit of inane structuring.