Chicken and Dumplings
When I was a kid, I wanted to play:
I was talked out of it.
A friend of my mom called me up and asked me if I had ever broken a leg, dislocated a shoulder, or sprained a finger. Of course the answer to all those questions was “No”. I fancied myself a tomboy; able to play rough with the boys and not get hurt. But… I was effectively scared into “safer” activities.
