Don't Let It Touch The Floor

How many of you remember hitting the balloon in the air trying to keep it from hitting the ground? The game starts the moment someone kicks or hits a balloon in air. Then someone else puts their leg or hand out so it doesn't touch the ground. As the balloon goes higher in the air the challenge and excitement towards the game increases. I've seen people dive across a room, teams formed, a combination of volleyball and soccer plays used to keep the balloon from hitting the floor. There isn't one person no matter what the age is that wants to let the balloon go down.

The balloon game - just one of life's simple pleasures. It's funny how something so simple can leave a lasting memory that carries on from generation to generation.

I don't think there's a child or adult out there that hasn't hit the balloon and tried to keep it from hitting the floor. My question is.. who started this?

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