Nothing strikingly novel here, but board games are
different from games you play on the phone.
The little one instinctively knows that board games force the family to
sit down together, listen to songs together, form affinities with one another,
burn one another, best one another, and generally connect. She wants to know what the family plan is for
Saturday. When I suggest a board game
she is immediately excited.
We have just finished a
rapid-fire session of The Settlers of Catan, the game where each player
develops their own roads, settlements, in an effort gain the most “victory
points.” The older one was victorious. But the little one and I were close on her
heels. The Mrs. characteristically took
a bit more time to get into it but after she’d finished making a sudden pot of breakfast
soup with dough knots and brought everyone a bowl soon she too was deeply
involved in gathering rocks and wheat and sheep for development.
The game forces you to
trade, so that you can build. You can
trade more easily if you’ve settled somewhere near a port, on the sea. Fancy that.
Roads are nice, settlements are better and cities have the most points. Rolling a seven, forces you to place the
“robber” or grim reaper figure somewhere on the board, necessarily smiting
someone else in the family. While we
were playing, everyone gets to select a few songs to play before the next
person becomes the DJ. Beyond this
distraction no one is looking at their phone, no one is talking on their phone,
everyone is concentrating on the roll of the dice and the resource cards they will
secure as a result. Everyone is focused
on the family.
We’ve all atomized now,
after the game. I’m typing, obviously,
enjoying being the uncontested DJ for myself.
The older one is off to meet with a friend. “Yes, you’ve met her. Remember that time she was here?” “No. Be
home by five.” My wife came in, borrowed
a nail clipper and left. It isn’t likely
we’ll all sit down again till dinner time, if then. It was supposed to but did not happen last
evening. I am always inclined to go push
for something like a visit to a park in the country or a trip to a museum in
the city. Someone always has a good
reason why they can’t. Glad we got in a
little time building settlements this morning around the dining room table.
Saturday, 08/19/17
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