…but imaginary play is not always unbridled fun. If you are invited to steal the treasure from the dungeon of a castle, and there is a shark in the moat, a portcullis, a fire-breathing dragon at the top of the slope, and the walls are defended by deathly light sabres, cannons and a row of “intelligent parrots” ready to peck you to death, you kind of get a bit disheartened. My playmates couldn’t relate to my discouragement, though when I protested, my younger grandson did eventually hand over the shark as a sop.
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"the shark as a sop" - I bet that's a
google-whacker.
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