Holy Crap

Let’s Pretend

a Thursday Theme entry

Wooden thread spools were one of my favorite things to play with when we went to my Bubbe’s house. Like most grandmothers, she didn’t have an Ouiji board or Spirograph set to spare, and we were left to make our own entertainment. She would thrust her sewing basket at us and instructed us to make ourselves scarce. We gladly obliged. 

We turned those thread spools into armies marching into battle on the coffee table. They served as building blocks to create the tallest towers we could before they came tumbling down. The spools formed a highway of cars in a giant traffic jam. Empty spools were doodled on or turned into dolls with some yarn. 

Spools today are either plastic or styrofoam, and infinitely less satisfying as instruments of imagination. Such a shame for today’s kids.

Let’s Pretend

a Thursday Theme entry

Wooden thread spools were one of my favorite things to play with when we went to my Bubbe’s house. Like most grandmothers, she didn’t have an Ouiji board or Spirograph set to spare, and we were left to make our own entertainment. She would thrust her sewing basket at us and instructed us to make ourselves scarce. We gladly obliged.

We turned those thread spools into armies marching into battle on the coffee table. They served as building blocks to create the tallest towers we could before they came tumbling down. The spools formed a highway of cars in a giant traffic jam. Empty spools were doodled on or turned into dolls with some yarn.

Spools today are either plastic or styrofoam, and infinitely less satisfying as instruments of imagination. Such a shame for today’s kids.

  1. bekaboo said: I love these old spools, and what wonderful memories!
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