I'm 5 years old and delighted by an activity that my sister and that other girl don't seem to find all that exciting.
What were we doing?
AND: Thanks for all the efforts at answering, but I'm not
surprised no one could guess. There had been a storm and many big tree
branches scattered about on the ground. To me, the 5 year old, this
alone was an amazing new world. Somehow we got started stripping the
bark off branches, and we marveled at the beauty of the bark-free
branches. In the 5-year-old mind, this seemed like an important project that would be celebrated all over the world. We would be famous and beloved for our fabulous transformation of the branches!