In real life, the game is even harder
When my kids come to me, lugging that dreaded box, I’ll do anything to change their mind.
“Let’s play Uno instead,” I tell them. “Or Candy Land.” I’ll even opt for Rummikub, although it means playing using all four boards, until my head convulses in a dizzying number-color overload.
Chutes and Ladders is an exercise in futility. Hunched over on the hardwood floor, my legs repeatedly folding and unfolding in search of comfort, I wait for one of my little opponents to please strike some lucky numbers and bring the game to a glorious end.
But every time salvation is within reach, someone lands upon a chute that sends him tumbling down to the very beginning, much to the kids’ delight, and my nail-biting frustration.
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