Brownies and The Button Game
I wish I could still play it
Do people with ADHD and/or autism often really like buttons? I’ve seen this love of buttons come up quite a few times in neurodivergent places, which always results in me enthusing to that group about The Button Game we played in my Brownie pack in the 1980s. It involved a massive fuck off tin of buttons. Probably a biscuit tin that dated from before the war.
Setting: a cavernous church hall. There are wooden chairs around the edge. Possibly with the bum imprints on them that some old wooden seats used to have. Why did they do that? That was weird, right? At one end of the hall is a stage. The stage area is sacred. Magical. Children are not supposed to play around it. There are strict rules about it. Every time the adults turn their backs, the children scurry into the corridors on either side, up the rickety wooden steps and onto the stage. Not me. I always follow the rules.