A game all their own
A game all their own
By GO Fellow Sarah Herrera
A common game played within the village of Darivager is the sort that looks like Ring Around the Rosie, but then quickly turns into a version of Little Sally Walker and then ends with an exercise of Miss Suzy handclapping patterns. If that’s not confusing, try adding on a foreign language and four young ladies jabbering the rules all at once!
Regardless of the confusion, the girls were patient and happy to help newcomers as well as just let them watch. With prancing, giggling, dipping, and twirling, the game of Darivager may be perfectly that: The game of Darivager. It is unique to the little ones who live there and play it, full of their random rules and nonsensical nuances. Whether two or ten the game seems to last for hours as long as participants are ready to play. Likewise, often enough their handclapping would separate from the overall game and merely turn into a marathon of claps, each little girl focused on the going rhythm and the quickening pace. The pace seemed to be the point of contest, and the quickest one was the winner of the match. Pairs of twos would break apart from the whole time and again, their faces intent to keep the stretch going. Others would watch and still others would join in the large group once again, a cycle of dancing and handclapping overtaking the afternoon. But that was perfectly fine; everyone seemed to want it exactly so.