Find Your Marbles


My eight-year-old son just got a bag of marbles and is uncharacteristically excited about them.  He asked me how to play, and I realized I had no idea.  How could I not know how to play marbles??? I grew up double-dutching on Queens asphalt and sitting on corner mailboxes, for heavens sake. Marbles is a sidewalk game, isn’t it?  I know every hopping, jumping, throwing, and hand-clapping game around.  Maybe marbles were for white kids on Long Island whose parents didn’t mind them “trading” their toys. Losing your stuff to other kids in a game wouldn’t go over too well in my house.

Anyway, I think marbles are awesome and it’s amazing to see my kids get into something so cool and old-school.  I recommend them for any kids you might have or know who think the world starts and ends at Warhawk.  Here are some instructions for those of you with similar backgrounds to mine…



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