Pretending to Play
October 15, 2010
Hurricane Betsy writes, in response to this post on play:
I sent my son to a pre-school (or whatever they call it) many years ago, one day per week, for two years. The Final Event at the year’s end took place at nearby Provincial Park, a beautiful, natural spot. The two daycare workers (older women) in charge set up 10 play stations in a clearing surrounded by old forest. The 50 children were divided into groups of 10 and would line up in front of each of these artificial activity centers, taking their turn at “playing.” One such play center was throwing a ball into a hoop; another was horseshoes; a little slide; and so on. All involved interaction with Fisher Price plastic play things on demand. After each child would dutifully do his play, he’d be ushered on to the next play station, all in proper military rotation. On and on it went, round and round.
Several times, a few children got fed up with this never-ending, on-command, artificial “play” and tried to run away toward the edge of the nearby bush away from the “We are Now Officially Having Fun” area. I saw all this, and I watched, stupefied, as the daycare workers chased after them and ordered them back into their line to continue their “play.”
Today, my heart aches when I recall this travesty.