As a kid, we played board games. This combined coordination, strategy and thought, and most important, IMAGINATION. As long as somebody didn’t cheat, it could go on for hours of fun. My family only had a few games. We had Monopoly and Scrabble. Then there was TWISTER. It was not exactly a board game, but an action game. There are four rows of large colored circles on a large white plastic mat. Each row has the same colors. First there are six RED circles. Then there are six BLUE circles. Then there are six YELLOW circles. And finally there are six GREEN circles. You need at least two players, but more is better. You also need a spinner. This player is important. Without this player, nobody would know what to do. This player is The Spinner!!! The Spinner has to skillfully spin the dial and tell the players where to put their hands or feet and all had to obey The Spinner. The players would stand with each foot on a separate circle. The players would put their feet side-by-side on the outside edge of the mat. The Spinner would spin the dial and wherever it landed, all the players would obey. “Right hand RED”, The Spinner might yell out. All the players would put their right hand on a RED circle. The more players there are, the harder it might be to put your right hand on red. All players leave their right hand on RED as The Spinner spins the dial again. Next The Spinner might yell out “Left foot BLUE”. Now the players might have to reach over or under another player to reach their right foot on the BLUE circle. The game goes on, moving their hands and feet around the mat. The players get TWISTED up. The players want The Spinner to spin faster so they can go to the next move until there are no more circles to move on until one or more players fall down. The player or players that fall down is out of the game and it continues until there is only one player is standing. He would be The Winner!! I had a little problem. I was quite a bit younger than my sibblings. I was young enought that I didn’t quite know my left from my right. I remember somebody writing a large “L” on my left hand and a large “R” on my right hand with a large permanent black marker. That way I would know which was my left and which was my right. I was all set. Of course at that age, I was never The Winner as I couldn’t always reach the colored circles. As I grew older, I got bigger and was able to reach the intended colored circles.


