The game of many names; Fivestones, Knucklebones, Otadama, Tally, Jackstones, Chuckstones, Dibs, or Dabs.
These ceramic reproduction pieces are modeled after Victorian examples. The game has many rules based on region and culture, but basic rules can be found online.
I prefer to play by throwing one in the air and catching it on the back of the hand, then adding another for each subsequent toss to increase difficulty.
Want to get your hands on a set? They will be available Nov 7th at 6pm ET.
i bought a character from @/howlhawk, and i went. a lil wild. <3 top is the original guy, Oliver "Ollie" Oxen the sandpiper (he/they), left is Captain the bluejay (she/he/it), and right is Jack Stone the hare/jackrabbit (he/him)!
made this a while back when I was still experimenting with my coloring style, and I realized I want to make more art that reminds me of my childhood, or make stories inspired from it :DD Haven’t actually started it yet though but here’s this one
[Image Description: A red and black drawing of two figures in school uniforms playing sungka. Only their hands, arms, and laps are visible. The sungka board is laid out between them, filled with the usual cowrie shells, but also dice, jackstones, candy, other small objects. Several lit candles are scattered in between the sungka and a wide mirror propped up against the wall. The girl on the left side is picking up a tooth from the board. The girl on the right, in the mirror's reflection, is leaning back casually and watching. /end ID]
The game of many names! Fivestones, snobs, alleygobs, knucklebones, just to name a few.
My ceramic reproductions are modeled after Victorian examples, but fivestones is such a ubiquitous game that it can be found all over the world for the last 2000 years or longer. Not only does the game have many names, but many rules as well!
Want a set? They go up on Etsy Nov 7th at 6pm ET 👐
What a pity we didn't get to see more of Walter Blythe and Alice Parker's adorable friendship/kindergarden love...
Quotes are from Anne of Ingleside:
"If it had not been for Alice Parker Walter might very conceivably have turned and fled.
Alice was seven; Alice had the loveliest little ripples of golden curls all over her head; Alice had eyes as blue and soft as the violets in the Hollow; Alice had pink, dimpled cheeks; Alice wore a little frilled yellow dress in which she looked like a dancing buttercup; Alice smiled at him as if she had known him all her life; Alice was a friend."
"Alice said nothing. She just looked admiringly at Walter and her look enabled him to bear up when all the rest chanted together, "He says his name is Walter," and then burst into shrieks of derisive laughter."
"It was so terrible that for one awful moment he was afraid he was going to cry before them all...even Alice, who, however, gave his arm such a friendly little nudge as they sat down that it helped him."
"How would you like to be pinched black and blue?" demanded Andy, who had made up his mind that Walter was a sissy and that it would be good fun to tease him.
"Pig, hush!" ordered Alice terribly...very terribly, although very quietly and sweetly and gently. There was something in her tone that even Andy dared not flout.
"'Course I didn't mean it," he muttered shamefacedly."
"You stop fighting," said Walter. "You're scaring Alice."
Bill and Andy stared at him in amazement for a moment, until the funny side of this baby interfering in their fight struck them. Both burst into laughter and Bill slapped him on the back.
"It's got spunk, kids," he said. "It's going to be a real boy sometime if you let it grow. Here's an apple for it...and no worms either."
Alice wiped the tears away from her soft pink cheeks and looked so adoringly at Walter that Fred didn't like it."
"Walter was not sorry to see them go. Neither apparently was Alice. They sat down on an apple log and looked shyly and contentedly at each other.
"I'll show you how to play jackstones," said Alice, "and lend you my plush kangaroo."
we don't know exactly when she died (or even for absolutely sure if! at this point! technically! here's how 47 years after the publication of the book alive claudia can still win–) but i'm dividing this into "before 1950" and "after 1950" as a guesstimate
poems from before 1950
gwendolyn bennett, "hatred"
countee cullen,"thoughts in a zoo"
emily dickinson,
"it was not death, for i stood up,"
"after great pain, a formal feeling comes–"
"i never hear the word 'escape'"
"they shut me up in prose"
alice moore dunbar-nelson, "if i had known"
john keats, "lamia [left to herself]"
georgia douglas johnson,
"the heart of a woman"
"foredoom"
"your world"
"smothered fires"
d.h. lawrence, "ressurection"
marie luhrs, "cry"
claude mckay, "adolescence" (thank you this post)
edna st. vincent millay,
"departure"
"rendezvous"
esther popel, "theft"
robert roe, "a light song"
marjorie allen seiffert, "the man-made woman"
poems from after 1950
lucille clifton, "my dream about time"
angela jackston, "angelhair"
rebecca hazelton, "book of memory"
lisel mueller,
"happy and unhappy familes i & ii"
"imaginary paintings"
"the late news"
"letter from the end of the world"
alice notley, "the descent of alette ['a car' 'awash with blood']"
sharon olds,
"satan says" (thank you this post)
"after 37 years my mother apologizes for my childhood"
sue owen, "written in blood"
justin phillip reed, "pushing up onto its elbows, the fable lifts itself into fact"
sonia sanchez,
"poem at thirty"
"blues"
"sequences"
"under a soprano sky"
"fragment 2"
prageeta sharma, "the imperishable and perishable family"
Hello, I am Dr. Kelly Jackston also referred to as Dr. J. I am the head doctor and scientist working on The Rainbow Children Project. This blog with be used to document the progress of subjects 1 through 5 as well as a way to adjust them more to interacting with regular people. each of the subjects have been designated a color for when they are responding to others.