Punch Bug…

You cheated… I already saw that one… owch!

Daily writing prompt
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?

I remember the days before technology allowed kids to spend 6 hours straight in an automobile Movie Theatre, laps filled with juice boxes and stack bags. Nope! I don’t even think I ever saw the inside of a car seat! Just our old station wagon, with parents in the front comfortably seated, while we all were stuffed into the back rows.

The only theatre entertainment we saw, was the live action movie of one of the two grown ups in the front, trying rather unsuccessfully to smack us for one reason or another! Our little ears were unceremoniously greeted with the musical threats of the time… some of the greatest hits to listen to were, If I Have To Come Back There, sung by the driver, or Just You Wait Til We Get Home, played by the assistant driver.

What were we to do for entertainment, as well as for our survival? After we tired of picking on each other, as no parent ever stopped the car for the child who cried, Mom, he won’t stop poking me… we looked for games that kept our attentions. We couldn’t play the “That’s who you’re gonna marry”, as we were not stuck in the parking lot of a grocery store, while our parents sought peaceful shelter within the local food mart! When the car is careening down the highway, kids had to get creative!

There were three games we could play for some much needed automobile on-board entertainment…

  1. I’m Going on a Picnic! In this game, since we didn’t have those snacks and drinks, one would call out an item they would take to eat if they could. There was a catch, however, as the next kid had to figure out why that item was chosen, and add an item that matched. It might be the color of the food, or perhaps its shape, flavor or the way it was prepared and packaged. The goal was to figure out the common denominator and add to the picnic.
  2. I Spy With My Little Eye! One child would select something within sight of the car, and then give clues to the others, as to what they were looking at. One could ask about size, color, shape or use… things like that, until someone figured it out.
  3. Punch Bug! This game was usually toward the end of the car ride, as by now we really didn’t like each other very much, there was nothing else to do, and it was a free chance to hit each other. This was a savored game and we saved up all our personal traveling grievances for the opportune DOUBLE PUNCH BUG attack!

So, here ya have it folks… If I were riding in an automobile, my opening sentence would most likely be “Yellow Cloth Top PUNCH BUG!” I’m very talented in using my middle knuckle when I tag your thigh, as it leaves the perfect little round bruise for later.

Yes, I am aware of what the prompt asked us today, but as this is the second attempt at sticking their nose into my business, I chose to write my response the way I wished. If they are so interested in my Autobiography, they can buy the book when it’s released and read the answer there… just sayin.

Here, have a cookie…

7 thoughts on “Punch Bug…

  1. Cute cookies. We also played the alphabet game. Finding letters of the alphabet in signs and license plates. Also, trying to find license plates from all the states. And singing. Though that was more me keeping my kids busy than anything my mom did. She was more like your drivers — shut up and stop fighting. ^_^

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  2. We had the station wagon with the wood paneling on the side. Three kids in the back seat and one in that other space behind it. So uncomfortable, but we didn’t know any other way. I think all parents used the “don’t make me come back there” threat. Great post. It hit home for me.

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  3. Thanks for bringing back so many memories! We played the same games, only we called “Punch Bug” “Slug Bug.” I had three brothers who were skilled at giving noogies and Dutch rubs, so that was my least favorite game!

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