Quakers Being Silly

[deborahjross]

A belated report on the Quaker Fun Night. A small but lively group, including children, teens, and adults of various ages engaged in much hilarity, mostly in teams. Getting Quakers to do things in any organized fashion is very much like herding cats. The balloon relay race involved balancing (not dribbling) a balloon on a spoon -- if you dropped it, you had to pick it up with the spoon, no soccer moves, no bouncing the balloon. In "Who's Your Mummy," a team wrapped each person in toilet paper, and that person attempted to hop across the room. The TP, of course, tore, so the team ran behind, taping it back together. When it was the next person's turn, the torn-and-taped TP was re-applied. By the time we were done, you could reasonably say that the Quakers had TPed their own fellowship hall. Naming the capitals of the States was also done in teams, with the children (often the only ones to know such things) being much sought-after as team members. We decided the system was all wrong, and many states should share capital cities, such as Paris. The French wouldn't mind, we are sure. Somewhere in there, people wandered around with tin pie plates and yogurt container lids, trying to flip lids within plates, but I didn't get a chance to do that. the thing about the races, etc, was that no one could ever tell who won, we were laughing so hard. Which is as it should be -- everyone won.

Comments

[patchwork-prose.livejournal.com]

That does sound fun!

[deborahjross.livejournal.com]

Yes, we are not just Grumpy People in Funny Hats.