So, I thought long and hard about what to put on my “square” for the Imagination Squared Project. After much deliberation, I decided to go with my refrigerator box memory. Most of us have a similar experience, someone shows up with a giant box, the next thing you know it’s been turned into a “house” or maybe a “fort.” In this particular depiction, the box was turned into a sort of “ride.”
My sister and I would get a couple of neighborhood kids to help out as we got in the box with the family dog. After we were nice and comfortable, the flaps were closed and that’s when the real fun began. The kids on the outside had the simple but important job of rolling the box down the driveway. Not only was this dangerous, but it was so much fun. I still have no idea how we all survived with only minor bumps and bruises and I know that if the humane society were to find out the dog was involved in this insanity then, he may of been confiscated but, in our defense, he seemed to enjoy it.