Wednesday, May 9, 2007
When I Was a Brady
Like lots of other kids who grew up in the 70’s (yes, yes, I am ooold), I loved the Brady Bunch. Peter was my favorite boy and Jan was my favorite girl. My sister and I used to pretend the Brady’s were our brothers and sisters. It wasn’t that we didn’t like our own family. I would say we had a relatively happy childhood. Still, we always felt that just the two of us were insufficient in some way. It wasn’t perfect, since we were both girls, throwing off that fabulous Brady gender symmetry. Nonetheless, we felt like we could fit in. We played elaborate games with our imaginary siblings, trying very hard to be true to how Greg, Marcia, Peter, Jan, Bobby, and Cindy would actually react in different situations. We were quite imaginative. The parents, our real ones or the Brady ones, didn’t figure in too much. We didn’t care about the grown-ups.
So, imaginary Brady siblings…insanity or pretty standard childhood game? You be the judge.