Olly Olly Oxen Free! As a kid, while standing on the sidewalk outside of our friend’s house we called out a version of Olly, Olly Oxen Free! Our call for friend and fun; Olly, Olly all come free. Mom’s and dad’s alike were annoyed by this freedom call sometimes sending us away until we had the manners to come up the steps and knock on the door. While others would send their child out just to shut us up. Summer through fall we stayed out until the streetlights came on.
After visiting my soon to be 2-year-old granddaughter, I started to wonder what affect our new world will have on her. Will she stand on the sidewalk with her bike calling out the freedom call or will she ask her mom to text the other mom for a play date?
M loves my phone, especially the photos it stores she wants to page through them while I exclaim what is in the photo. She never tires of this game, especially when the photo is of her.
What do you get a 2-year-old who has everything, for her birthday? Should I start a College fund? Our Universities no longer promote learning through freedom of thought and speech.
She is too young for me to give her a tablet, even if she were not too young, I don’t think I would want to contribute to the decline of the call of freedom.
I have decided to give her homemade cinnamon rolls and time with granny reading to her. My last visit she would bring me a book to read and sit next to me while I read the book. Once I finished she would take the book back and bring another. We lost count after 22 books that day. This gives me hope that M will understand the call to freedom.