I have fun memories of my country’s major holiday blackface character, and yet somehow I don’t feel the need to pass that tradition on.
The nice thing about fun is that you need almost nothing other than other people’s company to have fun. You can play with sticks or pebbles or flowers or snow or lines in the sand or with just your body. If you’re feeling fancy, get a ball or some instruments or a deck of cards or pen and paper. All you need to do is coordinate with your community to go outside together (and prevent any roaming murder machines from murdering people).











The humble saxifrage: