Plunk ! A wormy raspberry landed in my bucket . How did that get in there ? I thought . Two seconds later , Splat !!! A big , juicy red raspberry splatted right on my white shirt !!! Then I knew , my brother was starting a raspberry war ! I turned to look at at him just as he threw another raspberry . It missed . I picked the biggest raspberry I could find and flung it at my brother .I missed . I threw a few more raspberries in vain trying to hit my brother . I still missed . ( I have to admit , I am a terrible aim ! ) The war went on , and by the time we were tired of playing , I had big splotches of red all over me . My brother , not one spot ! This was just one thing that my brother and I would do in the patch . You see , as a little girl , All my siblings and I hated picking raspberries . So , we had to make our fun out of it .
I also remember playing jackpot while picking raspberries with my sister . The object of the game was to have more berries in your bucket than the other person . But there was a twist . If you found more than 5 berries , you would yell "jackpot!", and the other person would have to wait ten seconds , while the other person picked as many raspberries as possible .
These two games are what we played in the patch . I remember them just like yesterday . There are so many memories from our raspberry patch . But , we all still dread picking raspberries . And the two little games are almost extinct except for an occasional raspberry flying through the air . But sometimes I wish we could all go back into time and once again as siblings play our childhood raspberry games . (But not pick the raspberries ! LOL )