My Favorite Childhood Past-time As a child growing up in a house with six siblings, I had the option of playing with many toys. From toy cars and Nintendo to Barbie dolls and tea sets we had it all, yet, everyone had a favorite. My younger sisters were thrilled to play with Barbie dolls and my older sisters were content just talking on the phone for hours. I don’t recall having a favorite toy, but I know that my favorite past time was playing “town.” My family lives in a two-story house. We lived upstairs.
Downstairs is basically a two-bedroom apartment, however, it is not separated from the rest of the house. You simply walk down a flight of stairs to get to the second floor. Our family lived upstairs and my mother made downstairs our “apartment.” We had a toy room, a den, two closets full of my mother’s old clothing, two spare bedrooms and a kitchen. Our kitchen was equipped with an old stove and refrigerator, which was not connected to the electrical circuit. When my parents moved upstairs they bought new appliances, so we were free to play with the old ones. We had two power wheel cars, a brown truck and a black sports car.
So naturally, playing “town” was a big past time for us. During the summer our neighbors would come down everyday to play. I normally was the mother and my younger sister was my daughter and we always did the cooking. My brother, Sylvester, was the father. He owned the only bank in the town so whenever you needed a loan you had to go to him. My neighbors Zina and Ashley owned the gift store.
The Essay on Creative Story Joseph Church Play Town
Creative Story: Joseph I remember back in a church I used to live in this kid named Joseph. The year was, oh, I say 1935-36. He was such a delightful laid back kid when I first met him, He was always by himself playing jumping jacks and other games in which he could play by himself. He did not have to play by himself but he would for some reason always reject our offers that myself and the other ...
We would get all of our old toys in one room and pretend to buy them. When I could beg my older sisters enough they would sometimes play too. My oldest sister, Laurie, would be a judge and Nathalie, would own the post-office. We played masculine and feminine roles while we were playing “town.” As the wife, I had to have dinner ready when my husband came home. I stayed at home and took care of the kids.
Whenever we went out my brother would drive the car. We observed our parents and grandparents and mimicked what they did. However, we knew that women also worked outside the home, because my mother was a nurse, my grandmother worked at a bank and my aunt worked at the post-office. So when playing house we also claimed those roles. As little kids we did not understand what femininity and masculinity was. All we knew was that my brother would not wear a dress or cook, and he wouldn’t let me drive when he was in the car.
We did know that there were jobs that the man did and tasks the woman performed, but in all honesty we thought that whatever the man did the woman could also do. My father drove, worked and paid bills, however, my mother drove, worked paid bills, cooked, cleaned and took care of the children. So I thought that the woman could do anything that a man could do.
