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X-Marks-the-Spot

X-Marks-the-Spot is a tickling game Which is traced upon someone’s bare back. In childhood, we played it and often it caused A goose-bump filled giggling attack. My kids got the treatment when bathtime arrived And my grandson when he was a tot, But it’s been a while since I’ve gotten the chance To engage in some X-Marks-the-Spot. Yet I came upon Henry, eleven years old, In the process of donning his tee And the canvas was waiting for X-Marks-the Spot, Just the cue for a tickle from me. “I remember this, Nana!” he said as he smiled. “Can you write down the words?” which I did, Just delighted to think such a game’s been preserved From my long-ago time as a kid.

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Date: 2/2/2025 5:15:00 PM
With a dot dot dot and a dash dash dash and a big question mark…
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Hannah Borke
Date: 2/3/2025 4:38:00 AM
Maybe you would know… I recall a story from my elementary school reader “Hot As Summer, Cold As Winter”, third or fourth grade. I would like to see that again and can’t find it online. Do you recall the story and in which reader/publisher?
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 2/3/2025 2:21:00 AM
Yes! I’m so glad someone else knows this! Thank you, Hannah!
Date: 2/1/2025 4:05:00 PM
I totally understand your feelings about this one, Ilene. My 10 yr. old grandson also calls me Nana. I'm delighted that he wants to spend time with me... long distance. He's in Florida and I'm in New Orleans. We play Trivia on Messenger, and I'll take every minute he wants to give me before he finds his friends taking up more of his time.
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 2/3/2025 2:23:00 AM
Yes, we do get less important as they grow older, but hopefully we’ve carved out a little place in their hearts that will remain forever. Thanks for the comment, Lin…
Date: 2/1/2025 3:02:00 PM
aww such precious memories for you both! what a charming poem Ilene, i so love reading about your grandchildren - can't believe Henry is now 11, how time flies!!! hugs Jan xx
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 2/3/2025 2:25:00 AM
Thanks, Jan! Yes, you’ve been reading about Henry for all these years and it is amazing how grown up he is now. He often asks me what my poem is going to be about when I see him and I love that he’s interested in that part of me…
Date: 2/1/2025 1:29:00 PM
Thats really nice ilene….something fun and special being handed down to new generations…Debx
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 2/3/2025 2:27:00 AM
Thank you, Deb! It’s always satisfying when something gets passed down. I’m sure my grandmother would be delighted to know that every year I bake Chanukah cookies with her recipe and cookie cutters…
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