Day 2
Holy crap, guys. Day one has more than doubled the largest single-day comment count from last year. I'm so thrilled by the turnout (so far: 14 participants, 6 countries), and hearing all these memories, and seeing everybody talk to each other, and just, yay.
A memory today that should not result in a page full of descriptions of people's injuries:
2. Elementary School
I used to play with Barbie dolls (and, a little later, Legos, with which I'd enact complicated hostage scenarios involving shifting alliances on both sides of town and lots of air/ground/underwater destruction, but that's another story), but not always in the way most kids played with Barbie dolls. At least, I didn't think so at the time. I bet it wasn't that uncommon after all, especially not in these circles.
I have this one clear memory of taking a doll called Maxi -- I don't know if that was the name of the line, like Barbie, or if we'd just named her Maxi, but she was differently shaped from the Barbies and had flexible feet -- stripping her and tying her to the side of the Barbie motorhome, I think, or something tall and sturdy. I remember that it wasn't an unusual situation for my Barbies to find themselves in, although I don't remember exactly what I used to do after this: whether one of the male dolls (my sister and I each had a Ken doll and a New Kids on the Block doll) was behind the abduction, whether it went any further than being tied up, whether I even knew at that age what could come afterwards. I do remember that it always gave me a little thrill and that I knew it was something to be ashamed of and so I did it all covertly in the corner of the room because my sister was playing with her own Barbies on the carpet next to me and I didn't want her to see.
A memory today that should not result in a page full of descriptions of people's injuries:
2. Elementary School
I used to play with Barbie dolls (and, a little later, Legos, with which I'd enact complicated hostage scenarios involving shifting alliances on both sides of town and lots of air/ground/underwater destruction, but that's another story), but not always in the way most kids played with Barbie dolls. At least, I didn't think so at the time. I bet it wasn't that uncommon after all, especially not in these circles.
I have this one clear memory of taking a doll called Maxi -- I don't know if that was the name of the line, like Barbie, or if we'd just named her Maxi, but she was differently shaped from the Barbies and had flexible feet -- stripping her and tying her to the side of the Barbie motorhome, I think, or something tall and sturdy. I remember that it wasn't an unusual situation for my Barbies to find themselves in, although I don't remember exactly what I used to do after this: whether one of the male dolls (my sister and I each had a Ken doll and a New Kids on the Block doll) was behind the abduction, whether it went any further than being tied up, whether I even knew at that age what could come afterwards. I do remember that it always gave me a little thrill and that I knew it was something to be ashamed of and so I did it all covertly in the corner of the room because my sister was playing with her own Barbies on the carpet next to me and I didn't want her to see.