The Matching Game
As a child, I used to play this game for hours. Sometimes I would play it by myself. Testing my memory, learning the intricacies of the cards (where the little splotches were, which ones had flaws, what corners were slightly bent – anything that would provide an advantage). When Little S came along we’d play together, sometimes her dad would join in. He didn’t know all these little eccentricities, and was always astounded at how good my memory was, little did he know that I had a bit of an advantage (eventually I owned-up to it). I swear that memory games have been instrumental in the development of both my memory and my daughter’s. We both have excellent memories, for pictures and useless information, if only the memory went further so that we could remember dates and appointments.
Although dusty and a little musty, these cards are still in use. Both kids enjoy playing with them. Little S is kicking our asses at the matching game now, but I think her little brother will be providing stiff competition soon.
Sometimes I think about taking my favourite images, and creating something special from them, maybe some little t-shirts, toys or wallpaper. They have a strong graphic quality, and could look pretty good in a different medium. Could be kind of fun too. Do you have any childhood games that you love to play still? I don’t think I’ll ever grow too old to play the matching game.