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Timeline/World: Until Tomorrow – New York City
Characters: Azariah Novak
Race: Human
Age: 35
Current residence: New York City Ruins, New York
Final Word Count: 773 words
Has the behaviour of children changed so drastically in the last twenty-five years? Looking at this group of young children—they couldn’t be much older than ten, maybe twelve—it was the one thought that went through my head as I watched them play back and forth. Maybe it’s just the fact that I grew up in a much smaller place than this, even if our population here is limited. I grew up in a place where everyone knew everyone, and a lot of kids ended up marrying that high school sweetheart they had.
I remember watching kids playing tag, I remember watching kids run around the playground, climbing bars, impatiently waiting for their turns on the swings. I know that a lot of what could be played as a child when I was young isn’t really a possibility anymore but it’s strange to watch kids sort of… I don’t know that I can call this pranking one another, but from where I’m standing and the fact that I’ve been half-watching one another, they almost seem to be playing some kind of game where they end up being mean to one another, not to say cruel because that might be a bit much.
Someone in their little group ends up blindfolded and the rest of the group hushes after the blindfolded one has been turned around a handful of times. They, instead of playing something akin to blind touch and go or blind hide-and-seek, each of the kids on the outer circle will take their turn either tripping the blindfolded person, shoving them, or poking at them with a stick; it just, I don’t get it.
The thing I’ve realized, though, is that the kids don’t even seem to really mind? Yeah, they stumble, they fall, they get back on their feet, a little winded at times but once the blindfold comes off, they’re laughing and expectantly waiting their turn. I know I heard one exclaim that this game was just so mean; I fully expected them to leave the circle of friends after that but no, the exclamation was finished with a happy statement about how they’d loved it and they totally had to do it again. I just don’t get it. I don’t.
It isn’t as though I want to watch these kids do whatever it is they’re doing. At times, it just so happens that I’ve settled not far from where they are and the rest is somewhat history, as they’d say. The kids roam mostly freely, I don’t think they really understand what it is to settle in just one place and stay there. At times, I feel as though it’s because an adult in the area where they were possibly saw the types of games they played, got on their cases and possibly just told them to go play elsewhere if they weren’t going to be able to play nice.
I’ve had that happen to the small group of friends I had while growing up. We had been playing in the very quiet street not too far from where one of us lived and an older man, someone not even related to any of us but who lived on the street, pretty much came running out of his house, chasing us away, yelling about how we were all being by far too noisy and we had to keep it down.
Looking back, I don’t know that I can say we were really being noisy; we were just kids playing kid games and those kid games might have been rowdy at this, but I don’t think that we were being excessively noisy. Maybe I’m just wrong, I don’t know. It’s one of those things; it goes back so far that I don’t fully remember all the details and, as was, I know the friends in question that I had back then didn’t last very long.
It’s not my place to tell these kids whether or not they can play in the general area they’ve settled in recently. It’s not my yard, even if they’re not very far from the garden that belongs to our building. They’re not really doing anything that could be considered illegal, even by the standards of our old lives. They’re just kids being kids and if none of them complain about the types of games that they’re playing, who am I to get in their way to tell them to stop?
Our world had changed, I don’t think there are two ways of looking at it and kids will be kids; they need to play, they need to explore, they need to discover things.