I have been blessed with the chance to watch my own kids play, and let me tell you: a lot of child’s play would be, under other circumstances, be absolutely indistinguishable from the most unappealing manual labor.
I’ve seen them use shovels to fill buckets with rocks and haul them up a jungle gym with pulleys and dump the rocks elsewhere like they’re little corvée conscripts forced to build Mesopotamian city walls. And they love it. Just over and over, hauling rocks around.
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