A mother and her young teenage son sat behind me on my bus ride home from work. From their conversation I could tell that the son had just come from a dentist appointment and was feeling a bit whiny from the experience.
His mother said, “I know it was rough, but when you get home you can go upstairs and play with your Xbox.”
A nice day like this, I thought, yet she suggested her son go inside and play with his Xbox?
When I was his age Mama would tell me to go outside and play with a cardboard box.
Not just any cardboard box. One of the huge discarded cardboard boxes from the nearby T.V. shop.
When my sisters and I were kids there was a T.V. shop across the field from our house. As new televisions were delivered for display, the huge cardboard boxes they were shipped…
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