My sons' favorite part of school is recess (no surprises there), but last week when I picked them up, they were deflated. Northern Lights ABC Elementary School outlawed WALL BALL. The world's fastest growing playground game, Wall Ball is a cross between handball, dodge ball and volleyball, but was banned after a rash of Wall Ball injuries. The noon-duties shut it down, collected the balls and the principle made an announcement over the P.A.:
“In the name of safety henceforth and hereafter, any child caught playing Wall Ball will be summarily expelled.”
During the eight years my children have attended this fine school, I've watched one thing after another on the playground become "off limits": the group of twelve trees constituting of "the woods" (evidently trees are a silent killer), the open field if there is a trace of mud (in Alaska, a weekly occurrence), the hill if there's any ice (ditto previous comment), the fence around the perimeter (because fences shouldn't be touched on general principle) and if there's even a trace of rain the whole thing is gone--it's indoor recess.
The situation is symptomatic of a larger issue which seems to continuously counteract my efforts as a parent: Regulation of the most basic aspects of everyday life in the name of protection, a societal attempt to sterilize humanity from the perils of existence. Life is a dangerous game, full of choices, costs, gambles and consequences, but in an attempt to improve our surroundings and eliminate unnecessary risks we are sanitizing childhood into oblivion.
Think about when you were young and learning to ride a bike. Did you know anyone who wore a helmet? The only kid I knew who wore a helmet was the boy next door who had a rare medical condition that had softened his bones. Other than that, I never saw anyone with a helmet, never saw one for sale in a store, and never would have thought of wearing one.
Moreover, I never knew a child to suffer a head injury while riding their bike. All the kids I played with in our neighborhood, all the hours I spent on my bike and there wasn't one head injury. As an adult, I still have yet to see or hear of anyone who's suffered even a minor head injury while riding a bike, let alone a life-threatening fracture.
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Ooops it's not the atlantic monthly. It's A Nation of WImps By:Hara Estroff Marano Psychology Today.
The teachers at Northern lights missed a great opportunity to let the students learn from conflict. Jean Piaget (among others) has written a whole book about the importance of kid-invented, pick-up games for so many reasons not the least of which is preparation for a democracy: "The moral developemnt of the child." We want out kids to become good moral DECISION MAKERS. google also "A Nation of Wimps" Atlantic Monthly
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