Yesterday I found myself comparing something to the size of a shooter marble.
Then I wondered how many women knew what size that is. Is it just those of us who grew up with only brothers?
I was a girl in the 1950s. For toys I was given dolls and child-sized household things like dishes and brooms.
I was supposed to learn how to be a wife and mother.
My brothers were give things like bricks and marbles and comic books.
The bricks were proportional so they learned about geometry. The marbles taught them about force and angles. The comics taught them about finance as they traded with and sold to friends.
And people wondered why boys were batter at math than girls were.
TTYL,
Linda
LOL!
I never thought of that. it’s probably very true.
I also had only one brother. I can’t remember playing with dolls all that much.
but the marine and I built club houses and forts together!
and I loved Little Lulu comic books!
Interesting idea. 🙂
I didn’t have any brothers of my own age – but I did have dolls, a dolls pram and some teddies. But later as an adult I found out about marbles in a rather unusual way.
As I took up the Presidents role for a craft organisation – the outgoing one handed me a number of things including a little cloth bag with instructions not to look at until I was home that evening. I forgot about the little bag until she asked “did you look?”
Inside were some large and small marbles and a note that basically read “before you know it, you will have lost your marbles, trying to control the experts in the club”
I of course wanted to shoot marbles, and I think I’ve still got the original ones (the next President thought they were silly, handed them back) and I bought others. I studied the marble game but could never find anyone who wanted to play with this grown up lady! Plus you needed to be at ground level and for some reason, I wasn’t great at standing up again….