"I Wish This Connected to Something"

The wire and fabric "Play Huts" fold flat for storage, which is how they were arranged on the table at the top of the hill, alongside several similarly collapsed play tunnels. I released one of the tunnels with a flourish, allowing it to launch dramatically from my hands like a large spring, sort of shooting it down the hill, landing it on the head of one of the children who laughed at the surprise.Behind me, however, the children were less joyful, rushing the table asserting, "I want a house," each taking a flattened square. There are only six of the huts, two large ones and four smaller. The supply ran out quickly. When the seventh child came up saying, "I want a house," I said, "That's all there are. I guess you'll have to figure out a way to share."This was a dissatisfying circumstance for all but the six children who were now wrestling with their houses, trying to transform them from flat squares into three-dimensional playthings. Some managed it on their own, while I helped…

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