Witchball
Witchball, or ball tag as some might call it, was a great game to play while growing up. The rules of the game are the same as hide and seek but instead of touching (tagging) the hider with your hand you used a ball that you threw. We always used the ball we played kickball with because it carried pretty well when thrown.
We grew up in a cul-de-sac which made it perfect to play games in the street or games that required us to run through the street. In witchball the seeker always started at the same telephone pole and counted to twenty while the rest of us ran and hid. When the seeker was done counting they would begin to hunt us down and we had to make our way back to the same telephone pole to keep us from being the seeker.
I remember one game where we were playing at dusk and the ground was wet with dew. I came around the corner of our house and came face to face with the seeker. He was a few years older than I was and as he cocked his arm back to throw the ball at me I tried to stop to turn around but I slipped and fell onto my back as I watched the ball sail over me and continue for what seemed like forever. I swear that ball would of taken my head off if I did not slip that night.
Games like witchball are what makes growing up so much fun. It did not take much to play, one ball and at least two people, though we probably had at least eight people per game. Even now I would like to get out there for one last game, anything to hear the sound of kids laughing, screaming and having fun on a hot summer night hoping not to start hearing parents calling us in one by one.
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