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Rediscovering the Joy of Play in Our Families and Communities

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On Sale: May 21, 2010
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Published by : Vintage Canada RH Canadian Publishing
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From one of Canada’s most inspiring and gifted sports heroes, an urgently needed guide to getting our kids active and healthy.

Like many of us, Silken Laumann’s fondest childhood memories are of play: staying outside until that final call for dinner, neighbourhood-wide games of Capture-the-Flag and road hockey that went on for hours.

But as a parent, Silken knows the world has changed. We are afraid to let our children out of sight, our streets don’t feel safe, neighbours don’t know and rely on each other like they used to. While we recognize the need for our kids to be active, our fears, along with our busy lives and the enormous societal pressure to (simultaneously) make athletes, academics, and artists out of our children, have led us to schedule their every activity, driving them to and from soccer practice, piano lessons, tutorials.

We have forgotten just how important unstructured play is for our children’s development and well-being: It keeps kids healthy, creative and active; it teaches them valuable life skills and, most importantly, it lets our kids be kids, worry-free, unfettered.

Child’s Play is a call for action, a guide to reconnecting with our kids, and a blueprint for building safe, supportive communities and healthy schools. Above all, it’s a book of simple ideas for parents desperate for change.


From the Hardcover edition.

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The Dream

Not long ago, on a damp, fall evening, my children, Kate and William, and I were taking our thirteen-­year-­old golden retriever, Banner, on a quick lap around the block before dinner. As I neared the ­dead-­end road by my neighbourhood park, I heard the distinctive thwack of a hockey stick on asphalt. Slam went the stick, whack went the ball–the sound was rhythmic and constant as my young neighbour Mark slapped his bright orange hockey puck into the net over and over again. A car came up behind us, and Mark glided over to pick up the net so the car could pass. He moved the net effortlessly back again and resumed his play, oblivious to my watching ­eyes.

Hearing that sound of stick on pavement transported me back to the noisy streets of my childhood. On the roads I grew up on, there was always a group of kids playing street shinny and screaming, “Pass, pass, pass!”

Unlike many other Canadians I’ve met, hockey wasn’t my passion – I loved capture-the-flag. In my neighbourhood we played this game almost obsessively. The objective, as the name implies, was to capture the other team’s marker “flag.” But if you were caught on the other team’s territory, you were “frozen” and had to wait to be rescued by one of your teammates. I would call, “I’m frozen, I’m frozen!” at the top of my lungs, hand stretched out, craning and leaning until someone on my team managed to sprint across enemy lines to release me. We would play ­non-­stop until a parent finally shouted, “Dinner!”

Kids used to live outside. Adventure was a central part of most days, found in the form of a scavenger hunt down a path near home, a trip to the neighbourhood Mac’s Milk, a meeting of friends on the first snowy day to sneak our toboggans onto the exhilaratingly steep slopes of the Mississauga golf course.

I must have been staring at Mark for a while, lost in thought, because he eventually looked up at me curiously. I smiled and move on. The streets my children and I walk resemble the ones I grew up on – snug houses, big old trees and tons of space for adventures – but there is one critical difference: the streets today are silent. Mark was the only kid I saw that evening. The playground we dodged through was empty, and so were the schoolyard and all the driveways we passed. And it was so quiet; there was a notable absence of boisterous shouting and gleeful ­laughter.

I miss these children who make too much noise, whose fluorescent orange hockey balls get too close to my car window. I miss their energy, their smiles, and I miss the community these kids help create. I remember the neighbourhoods of my childhood and can’t help but compare them to my neighbourhood now. Those streets and parks and play spaces were ­ours.

Children have disappeared from our streets, seemingly overnight. Some are inside their homes, where television, the computer and video games entertain them for hours on end. Others stay in ­after-­school care until their busy parents return from work, or are shuttled to prearranged lessons. In a busy world, where parents are under an almost unbearable pressure to balance work, family and their own health, quality family time is often snatched in the minivan on the way to hockey practice, or in the few moments before ­bedtime.

Even a decade ago, kids still played in the parks and streets of their community after school. They met with friends and learned to skip in the driveways; their mom or dad might have come outside for a quick game of soccer or basketball. While the kids played, parents grabbed a piece of sanity and that necessary ­half-­hour to prepare dinner. My ­mom made dinner in peace while the three of us kids played outside.

People say the world has changed: our streets aren’t safe, kids can’t go outside alone and parents don’t have the time to watch their kids play in a neighbourhood park. I try to accept this logic and yet I can’t help but believe that the way we are living today isn’t really working. We are denying children the best and most vital part of childhood: play. Play is the lifeblood of childhood – it brings children joy, it nurtures and excites their creativity, it builds social skills and it strengthens their bodies. Play is the very best part of being a kid. I can’t accept that something so good for their hearts and minds and bodies, something so good for us as parents, has been ­lost.

Children may have more toys and more treats and fancier bicycles, but they have lost much of the freedom that made our childhoods so joyful. A good friend of mine grew up in Rycroft, a tiny northern Alberta village. His single mom supported her four children by cutting hair in the daytime and slinging beer at night. There wasn’t much time for cuddles, and yet Paul remembers his childhood as happy. Why? He had the love of a parent and the luxury of spending all his free time outdoors, riding his bicycle, finding friends and playing ­kick-­the-­can or intense games of road ­hockey.

I began to ask why things have changed and how things have changed, why we seem to be okay or at least resigned to this change and whether or not I was alone in my desire to reconnect with the past. I started to dream of my neighbourhood as a place where my kids could meet in the park, where they could roam the streets with their buddies on bikes or skateboards or scooters, where there would be a championship road-hockey game in my ­driveway.

I began to dream about how I could make this possible, not if it was possible. I decided that I couldn’t be alone in this – my neighbourhood is full of parents my age, parents who would have grown up playing as I did, ­full-­tilt until dinner. I knew that moving to a different neighbourhood was not the answer – the solution had to be about creating opportunities for kids to play right here on my streets. And I couldn’t wait for someone else to come along and take the initiative for me; if I was unsatisfied with my neighbourhood, then I had to do something to change it.


From the Hardcover edition.
Praise

Praise

“This book’s strength lies in the combination of the author’s passion with the input of a good range of experts, including doctors, specialists in treating childhood obesity, teachers, sports coaches and political and social activists.”
Edmonton Journal

“Laumann’s book is a practical approach about encouraging activity and unstructured play in almost any community. Her flashbacks to her childhood days of free play and the value of these experiences, even to a woman who would later become a competitive athlete, not only make sense but make one take a second look.”
—Urbanmoms.ca


From the Hardcover edition.

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