Playing Pooh Sticks

I was talking with my pal Lance the other day and we were discussing the joys of playing Pooh Sticks the game from A.A. Milne’s fictional world devoted to Winnie the Pooh. I was put in mind of the game while reading a new biography of John Lennon who apparently also loved the game well into his adulthood. Perhaps there’s a hidden message somewhere in the song “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds”? Who knows? I wonder if playing Pooh’s favorite game is different when one is taking L.S.D.? Well of course it is. How silly of me.

I grew up in rural New England in the last days of what used to be free spirited childhood, a matter that many people in my age group (Baby Boomers born in the mid 1950’s) generally wax nostalgic about. We were sent out into the soggy or brilliant days by mothers who didn’t expect to see us again until twilight.

Pooh Sticks was a good game. Standing on the bridge and watching torn branches disappear and reappear beneath our feet was a heck of a pastime.

One of my New Year’s resolutions is to play Pooh Sticks when spring arrives. 


Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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