agent_cooper wrote:
My earliest memory of doing this was at kindergarten. I remember being uninterested in most of the games. It was an alien environment and I didn't know what I was supposed to do there. I looked at other kids playing together. On my own, I picked up toys to make believe I was playing too... because that's what the other kids were doing.
I kept an eye on them, thinking to myself "ok, so this is what I have to do". Then after a while of making believe I was playing with a game, I wondered if I should move on to another game because I saw the other kids move on from one game to another. And I remember thinking "have I been playing with this game long enough to look like I'm playing? Is it time to move on? I'm not sure, I'll stick with this one a bit longer. Oh ok, now I think it's time to change game.". I don't think it's normal for a 5 year old to act this way, but no one knew what was going on in my head. To the adults around me, I looked like I was playing and enjoying myself.
Interesting story. For me in kindergarten it was a bit different. My mother dropped me off when I was 3 to a playcentre and she was worried that I would cry or be upset because she was leaving me.
But apparently I just started playing with the paints and jigsaws and didnt mind that she was leaving me in this place with strangers. All that mattered was the paints and jigsaws!
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