FUN & GAMES
The 1980’s: it’s the time of Dungeons & Dragons, banana clips, and Atari. Jonathan Schwartz is growing up in a family like no other. His sisters, Nadia, the dark genius, and Olivia, the gorgeous tease and temptress, manipulate Jon and his friends for their own entertainment.And his Holocaust survivor grandparents? Their coping techniques are beyond embarrassing. A disastrous visit to Jon’s class by his grandmother unhinges his famous father, setting off a chain of events that threatens to send the dysfunctional Schwartz clan up in flames once and for all. Fun & Games is a heartbreaking and hilarious story of faith, family secrets, betrayal, and loss—but it’s also a tale of friendship, love, and side-splitting shenanigans.
David Michael Slater is
an acclaimed and award-winning author of books for children, teens, and adults.
His books include Cheese Louise!, Flour Girl, Ned
Loses His Head, and the controversial teen series, Sacred
Books, which is being developed for film. David teaches in Reno,
Nevada, where he lives with his wife and son. You can learn more about David
and his work at www.davidmichaelslater.com.
My friends
and I were in ninth grade. They were fourteen—I was a birthday behind, having
skipped kindergarten. It was Jake Baker, Cory Minor, Milo Atkins, and me.
The main
purpose of the evening was to continue a long-running game of Dungeons and
Dragons. These were always fairly chaotic affairs involving the rolling of
many oddly shaped dice, the consulting of cryptic manuals, and a great deal of
furious debate. But two other highly complex tasks were also on tap that night.
The first was an evaluation of the better-looking girls in our grade. This
required the passing back and forth of a chart circulated from Health class
with columns in which to mark a score for the following categories: Face,
Chest, Butt, Eyes, Mouth, Hair, Clothes, Overall Body, and lastly, for
tie-breaking purposes, Personality. On the back was an appendix created by
Dougie Marlin to settle disputes that arose from the dissemination of earlier
versions of the chart. I remember under ‘Chest’ it said that voting was for
size and shape alone—and that points couldn’t be added because a girl
frequently didn’t wear a bra, purposely kept extra buttons open on her tops,
intentionally brushed past boys in the hall with her boobs, or pressed them
into you when you hugged her.
The other
activity was called “The Purity Test,” which was a list of 100 questions that
determined what was called one’s “Purity Rating.” A score of zero indicated
absolute purity, while a score of one hundred signified ultimate depravity,
neither of which was in the realm of possibility for any real human being, at
least any we knew. The hope was for a respectably high score, which meant one
checked the yes box for a fair number of questions. Anything in the low fifties
was passable for a ninth-grader, though in no way impressive. Dom Lambert
supposedly got an 81, which no one really believed, but no one really doubted,
either. Rumor had it he fooled around with his cousins. The point of a decent
score was to signal an adventurous nature, not to be disgusting.
There were
many questions that were givens, things like, “Have you ever lied to your
parents?” and “Have you ever seen a naked picture of a member of the opposite
sex?” Of course, “Have you ever masturbated?” could be taken for granted as
well, but people (other than Milo) tended to count that one and keep go- ing
without comment. And then there was always, “Would you perform oral sex on
yourself if you could?” This is why the test was typically taken in at least
semi-private—but only semi because some questions we aspired to answer yes to
publicly. These included the likes of, “Have you ever seen a porno?”, “Have you
ever gotten drunk enough to puke?”, and all of the sex questions: “Have you
ever had sex in a car? On an airplane? Outside? In your parents’ bed?”
The
seemingly innocent question, “Have you ever kissed two different girls within
twenty-four hours?” was currently causing controversy because kids looking for
loopholes wanted to count mother- and sister-kisses. It was later revised to
“French kissed,” by Dougie Marlin, who was also the facilitator for the Purity
Test. I happened to be present when he was drafting a new version with this
change. He looked at me after altering the term and said, “I kid you not, bro:
if Olivia were my sister, I’d totally put the moves on her. I swear to God, I’d
have a check in the incest box so freakin’ fast.”
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