Robert Thomas Allen's eyewitness account: tribal customs space-age children | Maclean's
Scuddoo, sud day. Kids don't know what yokey means. Teachers don't know how to spell it. Nobody knows where it comes from. It's played with a seven-foot hank of quarter-inch panty elastic that kids buy tor a dime, or ten feet of elastic bands linked together. Two girls hold it at progressive heights from "underleg'' to "sky high” with ritualistic little movements. For "knees" they wrap the elastic around their legs by doing a full turn, with an air of sophistication, like someone ordering a rare wine nobody else ever heard of. It's typical of the old-fogyism of children that in an age of sy...
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