Lockdown 53

Lockdown Day 53 - 18 May 2020

One good thing Lockdown sparked is quality time spent together by families. And I suspect relationships and family bonds are a lot stronger by now , even for those who are apart. More time is spent on whatsapp video calls, etc.  One of the things we started doing is playing games on weekend nights. Tangram for the student brain and maths: two people each get 7 shapes and try to build a picture from a card always using 7 pieces. It is for people 6 to 166 years old and believe me, not at all a walk in the park. But when you get it right it's a real morale booster (especially for a blonde Betty 🏄🏼). 

We also pulled out an old family favourite called Pass the Pigs. This game originated many years ago where, it is said, live pigs were actually tossed. Fortunately they saw the light in later years and used small wood carved piglets to toss. Ours are rubber and look just like their farm counterparts. The players each take turns tossing the pigs on a table top and are awarded points according to the positions they land in. The highest score is a double leaning jowler when both pigs land on their snout and one ear. We are extremely amused at ourselves when playing this game. One would think the points are in the way the pigs are tossed. Maybe a special flick of the wrist or a drop from above. No sirreee. These piglets have a way of their own. No amount of practise or new techniques make them land the way they should for high points. First player with 100 wins.

Despite the games being fun and something to do, they ignite a competing spirit in all three of us. After all, who likes losing? And no matter how hard you try not to get upset when you're losing, you do! (maybe next time I will wear a silly outfit) 

Maybe we should design a new game. We could call it the Lockdown Game. The player who lasts the longest wins. Like staring at a target without blinking or balancing on one heel while reading👀. Or trying to type something while the others keep on tapping random keyboard letters. 

In the meantime, the piglets rest in their little holder, waiting to emerge again next weekend for a rematch. I imagine if they could talk, the one would say to the other, "When we get out, this little piggy is going to the market and this little piggy will be staying home." (a nursery rhyme from my preschool days that could well have been written in a time like this) 

Well, after a long day of house cleaning, washing and cooking, this tired Betty is going to slip into fresh clean linen, listen to the night sounds and fall asleep to the rhythm of heaven. Tonight I shall dream of a different world where everyone follows God because He's got this.

A song for you to enjoy: 

https://youtu.be/v8yiRgVHeCo