I don’t have children, so maybe I can’t comment on what it’s like bringing them up these days.
But, reading in the paper this week that here in Northern Ireland we have an organisation going out to schools |to teach children how to skip, made me wonder just what the heck parents are doing.
Northern Ireland at Play, is delivering skipping workshops to primary schools in an effort to encourage youngsters to get their recommended 60 minutes of physical activity a day.
How on earth did things like skipping ever get lost? When did wee girls in particular give up the big rope and the rhymes in the playground at break time? What do they do instead? Do they all stand around individually playing skipping games on their DS machines?
I can just imagine their skipping songs nowadays, “I call in my friend Maureen. Is she in?” “No, she’s sittin’ on the radiator playin’ Super Mario Bros...”