Badger Days takes place in the teeny tiny town of Badger,
South Dakota. There are one hundred people living there, and there are only
three streets. My grandma Sheila lives there and absolutely loves it.
She and my grandpa Darwin moved there in the mid-90s, and I was an elementary schooler. Their house was adjacent to the playground, which was heaven for their grandkids.
She and my grandpa Darwin moved there in the mid-90s, and I was an elementary schooler. Their house was adjacent to the playground, which was heaven for their grandkids.
Badger Days was held towards the end of June each year. It’s
been many years since I’ve gone, but when I was a kid, it was a HUGE event.
There was dinner at the American Legion, which was usually pork loin sandwiches
cooked up by the volunteer fire department. After that, everyone would migrate
over to the park and wait for the games to begin.
The games were your standard fare: potato sack races, the
wheelbarrow race, etcetera. There may have been your regular old sprinting
races, but I didn’t pay attention to those. There was usually some kind of
baseball or softball game going on at the same time as all of this, too.
To keep competition fair, the games were divided by age
groups. Many of the games required partners, and I always teamed up with my
friend and classmate Sarah. We were abysmal at the three-legged race, but we were
the leap-frog champions. Why? Because we totally cheated.
I know, I know: cheating at Badger Days? But Sarah and I
REALLY wanted to win. When we leap-frogged, the leaper would tuck-and-roll to
add a bit more distance. Shame on us, but the first place prize was SO GOOD:
three tokens (a piece!) to the Badger store. A token was worth twenty-five
cents, and considering that the Badger store sold Tootsie rolls for a penny a
piece, you could really make a haul. So Sarah and I cheated at leap frog.
Honestly, I think we probably would’ve won without the cheating, but there’s
not much to be done about it now. We just wanted to taste sweet, sweet victory.
Every kid who
participated in the Badger Days games got one free “thanks for coming” token at
the very end. After all the tokens were handed out, there was a mad rush on the
Badger Store. The place was packed, wall-to-wall, with ravenous children. The
kids who had gotten first place in a race (or two) had enough for the big-ticket
items, like the full-size candy bars. The rest of us loaded up on Blow-Pops and
Laffy Taffy. There was one year when I actually had enough tokens to buy a
turquoise flashlight.
It’s been an awfully long time since I’ve graced Badger
Days, but it really was THE place to be when I was a kid. Not only did you get
to play games and exchange plastic tokens for giant amounts of candy, but you
got to see all your friends. Badger is an incredibly safe place, so if you’re
old enough, your parents will just set you free to hang out with your friends.
When you’re eight years old, there are few things more delightful.
Calla- this is wonderful! I SO miss Badger Days....Alison was always my partner, and I sucked at leap frog, but won at the three-legged every time! Funny memories, for sure. thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteSarah and I were the WORST at the three-legged race... we would always fall on our faces! Maybe next summer, I'll make it back to Badger Days and try and win leap frog without cheating! :)
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