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If only I could go back in time to when I was just eight years old! No worries, lots of time for play, the benifits go on and on.
And if I could go back, even for a day, I would in a heartbeat. But let's imagine it.
It is late June. School is winding down and the weather is perfect; warm enough for shorts! Its a Saturday, which means a whole day just to play outside. I wake up at 7:30 am. To an eight year old, this is not even early. If I'm lucky, dad is already making pancakes for me! I load them up with maple syrup, and eat at least seven. When I'm done, mom lets me pick out my own clothes. I choose my green shorts and a green tank top, my favourite summer outfit! Its still too early to go outside, so my sister Ali and I play inside and make a fort out of couch cushions. Then we play spies, or mermaids, or maybe explorers. Finally the dew has disappeared from the grass and we can go outside! Ali and I run over to my neighbors house and see if our friends want to come outside and play! First we play Natives, then hide and seek. Our parents let us eat outside at the picnic table for lunch! After lunch we start a new game with chalk. We draw a house complete with bedrooms, televisions and a Nintendo 64. Its late afternoon and we decide to return to our own houses. I pull out a book and read until dinner. After dinner mom and dad rent a movie and we watch it all together. Mom even lets us stay up late; which means 9:00! After we are tucked into bed and dad has brought us each a glass of water, mom and dad turn out the lights and shut the door. Luckily, I have a book and a flashlight hidden under my pillow! I read until mom comes in and takes away my flashlight. The end of a perfect day!
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