Comments on: A story to tide you over… http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/ Thu, 11 Mar 2010 23:20:30 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Jane http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/comment-page-1/#comment-40785 Jane Wed, 06 May 2009 01:23:09 +0000 http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/#comment-40785 What a wonderful post. Really enjoyed that. What a wonderful post. Really enjoyed that.

]]> By: Jake McKee http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/comment-page-1/#comment-40717 Jake McKee Fri, 01 May 2009 00:39:23 +0000 http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/#comment-40717 You mean besides my LEGO Train book? :) You mean besides my LEGO Train book? :)

]]> By: Bill Ward http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/comment-page-1/#comment-40716 Bill Ward Thu, 30 Apr 2009 20:26:11 +0000 http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/#comment-40716 Great story Jake! Do you still build? I don't think I've seen any MOC's from you.<br><br>Alex, remind your daughters that it's never too late to build with LEGO. Lots of adults are doing it now... Great story Jake! Do you still build? I don't think I've seen any MOC's from you.

Alex, remind your daughters that it's never too late to build with LEGO. Lots of adults are doing it now…

]]> By: Patrick http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/comment-page-1/#comment-40707 Patrick Thu, 30 Apr 2009 12:41:00 +0000 http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/#comment-40707 Nice story, Jake. :) Nice story, Jake. :)

]]> By: Alex Luken http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/comment-page-1/#comment-40705 Alex Luken Thu, 30 Apr 2009 09:25:32 +0000 http://www.communityguy.com/7149/a-story-to-tide-you-over/#comment-40705 I grew up with LEGO before the kit era. One of my happiest childhood memories--pre-kindergarten- is playing LEGOs with the boys next door. I was the only girl on our street. My most prized possession, besides the platform base, was the clear blocks, because could be used for windows. We never seemed to have enough bricks, and when we combined our collections to build something bigger, I learned to count and sort playing with LEGOs--I knew exactly how many bricks of each color were mine when it was time to go home. <br><br>My youngest daughter is a kinesthetic and visual/spatial learner, and to my nostalgic joy, took to LEGOs in the same manner I did, eschewing the confines of the kits for the creative abandonment of buckets and buckets of blocks. Summer camp often included LEGO Engineering, but the natural preference was, like mine, for unstructured building projects. She too, has happy memories of hours and hours of building projects with the boy next door. When she was 14, I had occasion to take her to southern California with me on a business trip, and a highlight of the trip was a visit to LEGOland.<br><br>Both my daughters are now adults. A 32 gallon plastic box, filled to the brim with LEGO bricks and platforms sits on a shelf in the basement, easily accessible. The kits are mixed in with the rubble, the boxes and directions long gone. I occasionally look at the lots of LEGOs on eBay and think of our box, knowing the riot that would occur if our collection were to find iitself up for sale; there are too many happy memories in that box. I grew up with LEGO before the kit era. One of my happiest childhood memories–pre-kindergarten- is playing LEGOs with the boys next door. I was the only girl on our street. My most prized possession, besides the platform base, was the clear blocks, because could be used for windows. We never seemed to have enough bricks, and when we combined our collections to build something bigger, I learned to count and sort playing with LEGOs–I knew exactly how many bricks of each color were mine when it was time to go home.

My youngest daughter is a kinesthetic and visual/spatial learner, and to my nostalgic joy, took to LEGOs in the same manner I did, eschewing the confines of the kits for the creative abandonment of buckets and buckets of blocks. Summer camp often included LEGO Engineering, but the natural preference was, like mine, for unstructured building projects. She too, has happy memories of hours and hours of building projects with the boy next door. When she was 14, I had occasion to take her to southern California with me on a business trip, and a highlight of the trip was a visit to LEGOland.

Both my daughters are now adults. A 32 gallon plastic box, filled to the brim with LEGO bricks and platforms sits on a shelf in the basement, easily accessible. The kits are mixed in with the rubble, the boxes and directions long gone. I occasionally look at the lots of LEGOs on eBay and think of our box, knowing the riot that would occur if our collection were to find iitself up for sale; there are too many happy memories in that box.

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