Monday, November 10, 2008

 

eye In Praise of Play

    You probably noticed this. If you didn't, you should have. Last week the stick was inducted into the National Toy Hall of Fame. I have a feeling I am not the only reader of this extraordinary news to grin at the announcement. Not only did the news bring back fond memories of my own play with sticks (some of them not very old memories), I suddenly felt unusually optimistic about humanity, knowing that we have created a museum dedicated to enshrining and encouraging the serious art of play.
    If you haven't checked out the website for this amazing museum, you should. You may not be surprised to discover exactly what 41 toys have already been inducted into the Toy Hall of Fame...depending on where you were raised you surely have played with a few. In some cases, you've probably played with most or all of them. Besides the stick, one of my other favorites is the cardboard box. Imagine the quality of thought invested in determining that the stick and the cardboard box are worthy of toy fame!
    It's fascinating to read the write-ups of the various toys that occupy places of honor. Here's what the museum has to say about the stick [Please note, this material is copyrighted by the Strong National Museum of Play. I have copied it here because I couldn't figure out a way to link directly to it.]
The stick may be the world's oldest toy. Animals play with sticks, and we use them to play fetch with our dogs. Children find sticks an endless source of make-believe fun. Sticks can turn into swords, magic wands, majorette batons, fishing poles, and light sabers. When children pretend with sticks, they cultivate their creativity and develop their imagination. They explore as they search outdoors for just the right one. Children build with sticks, bat balls with them, and walk with them. They are the original building blocks for creative play. Sticks also promote free play—the freedom to invent and discover. They encourage playing outside instead of inside. Sticks are all around us; they are natural and free. And playing with sticks isn't just for children and animals Adult artists, crafters, decorators, and architects all make use of sticks in sculptures, wreaths, furniture, and building design. Few adults or children can resist simple play with sticks—from drawing in the sand on the beach, to building a campfire and then toasting marshmallows. Sticks are not only possibly the oldest toy, they're possibly the best!
    Browsing the video of inducted toys, I couldn't help but remember Toys of Great Meaning to me, both as a child and an adult. I was delighted to discover that the museum encourages nomination of toys and includes a nomination form at the site which delineates the four criteria by which toys are judged in order to deem them iconic. The most important is criterion #4, entitled Innovation. Here are some of the toys with which I've spent long hours playing (listed in no particular order) that haven't yet found a place in the National Toy Hall of Fame [For a straight, written list of already inducted toys, click here]:    I could go on, but I won't; I'll leave that to you. I'll bet you can think of a unique list of your own favorites that is at least as long as mine. Consider nominating some of your favorite toys for induction into Strong's National Museum of Play Toy Hall of Fame. That's what I plan to do. In the meantime, I think I'll just sit here and revel, for a bit, in the activity of thinking about play, how I've played, how I continue to play and how play is so fundamental to us as a species (and other species, as well) that it may very well be fundamental to life. Not a few psychologists who study creativity believe, for instance, that the phenomenon of advanced involvement to which they often refer as "flow" is indistinguishable from play. I wonder, too, for instance, if insects play and, if they do, how they play. Considering that I appropriate life (a kind of life, anyway) to units of existence that are normally considered lifeless, such as rocks, I wonder if they play, in some eccentric dimension to which we soft, fast creatures are not privy. If it weren't for play I never would have taught myself to write, to read, to type, to work computers, to fool around with blogging...in fact, it could be said that I'm playing, right now.

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