Game On! Township Style


These were our consoles, and the streets were our arena


A girl playing Diketo

🪨Diketo

hopscotch

🦶Hopscotch

three-tin

🥫Three-tin

jumprope

🤸Jump rope

My favorite “toys” were found right outside my door — in the streets, the dust, and the laughter of childhood friends. These weren’t store-bought toys, but games made from tins, stones, rope, and chalk — simple things brought to life by imagination and movement.
These games weren’t just play, they were everything. They taught us timing, teamwork, balance, and boldness. They filled our days with rhythm, connection, and joy.
And they weren’t only ours ,even our parents played them when they were young. Passed down through generations, these games brought life to the streets and shaped who we became. This is my tribute to those beloved games — the real toys of my childhood.
They weren’t just games — they were our memories in motion.