Not your average leprechaun trap
A few weeks ago, my wife noticed a bush growing on our property with green berries. She said that when she was young, she and her sisters would collect the berries when they became ripe.
Her older sister had taught them how to make leprechaun traps with them. They would burry the berries under the ground and wait. They had caught a leprechaun once in the trap, but let the older sister have him since it was her idea.
Kids are funny with how they think. Things don’t need to make sense in order to work. As an adult, I’m thinking of how impractical this is. Of course, I was missing the bigger point. Leprechauns are not real in the adult world, and this was having fun with a childs active imagination.
Growing up, I would have an active imagination myself. We had a long piece of plywood behind the garage that was never used for anything. I got a toilet paper roll and imagined building a vehicle to give people tours of our back yard. Wheels would go under the plywood. The kitchen chairs could be used as seats. Umbrellas could be used as shade. The toilet paper roll would be used to broadcast my voice.
There were so many things left out of the picture for my imaginary tour guide transporter. As a child, these didn’t concern me. I was having fun just thinking about it and looking for other junk that I could use for it.
Tags: Leprechaun, Trap, Leprechaun Trap, Berries, Imagination, Children, Active Imagination, Tour, Tour Guide, Childhood, Memories, Childhood Memories, Junk, Treasure