I won’t deny it. I’m competitive. I am a firm believer that the point of any good game is to have a single winner. And if there is a single winner then there is obviously at least one non-winner…if not more. Anyone want to play Settler’s of Catan or Ticket to Ride?
My daughter…she’s also competitive. She recently got a new “game” and challenged me to play her tonight. My response? GAME ON! The only problem is that this turned out to be no game…it was work.
The title of this game is called Create-A-Story. The object is to move your game piece around the board collecting cards, which are labled such enticing things like, topic sentence, setting, character, dialogue, plot, resolution, and lesson. (Sorting the cards into piles should have been my first idea…) Then after you have safely manuevered your way through the board you begin to create a story. And then you score the story. You get points for each card you use and ultimately everyone gets 100 points.
This is definitely, not a game for two reasons. First, there really is no winner. And second, this one requires you to write. I remember my English classes. Creative writing was no game! There were too many dangling participles and split-infinitives to make it fun. In fact, to this day I couldn’t tell you what those are, but I can tell you I always used them. Yep, no fun.
But I need to play because my daughter is actively and purposefully sorting through her cards, dulling her pencil, and shredding her eraser, I will begin my story…(maybe she won’t use all her cards.)
It was cold. It was really cold. The time machine landed with a loud thud, knocking me out of my seat. I was at the bottom of the ocean. Me and a pilgrim, a gorilla, an Alien, and the town bully. There were funny looking creatures everywhere. Where was I? Oh yeah…the bottom of the ocean. The problem was that the gauges were telling me I had gone forward in time, only for my time machine to break. Great….
Amidst my mumbling I thought to my self that one time on a cold and rainy, horribly terrific, freezing night, I received one million dollars for finding the ancient treasure. It was too much for one person. It led me to discover how to be generous and that persistence and determination could pay off. The end.
When adding up my score I get 10 points for using a topic sentence, 5 for when the story took place, and…oh never mind. Don’t I win for finishing my story first?
Until next time…
Pastor Barry
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