Wow, Amanda L! What an awesome idea! LOVE that game idea, and will start playing it with my children (ages 4 and 1). Any ideas for developing confidence and observation skills would be MOST welcome by me! I don't know how or why I developed my observation skills and people watching, but I did so at an early age, probably with games like that. I remember in 3rd grade I was walking home from a friends house a block away, and was taking the short cut through what we called "the field" (a vacant lot...probably 4-6 homes would eventually go on it), directly across from my home. As I was walking, I noticed a car with an odd color driving oddly slow to my left, so I slowed my walking and watched it. Funny, it came to a stop in front of me, between myself and the house, so I stopped walking (he was 10 yards away so I just didn't go nearer). He rolled the window and asked where Blanco Pines was, and I told him to go to the stop sign, turn left, it was the next street up. He started to move forward, so I started to walk, but a little to my left (since his car was facing my right). He stopped and acted like he hadn't heard me correctly so I took 3 steps backwards away from him and said it louder. He tried to say something but I interrupted in a copy of my M.'s stern voice with "If you have any more questions, you should speak to an adult". He drove away and I went straight in and told my M.. A few days later (same week!) I came home from school and M. was sitting at the table with a plate of nice hot cookies and a big glass of cold milk waiting for me. I was like "Ooooh, cool!" and she ate cookies with me and casually asked me questions like "Remember that guy who asked you directions? Do you remember what he looked like? (Man, brown hair, not as old as dad) Do you remember his car? (Old, long, manilla folder color, dent by the front wheel)...That kind of stuff. Years later she told me that just a couple days after that incident, a girl was kidnapped in the next neighborhood. She called the police when she heard about it, to tell them about my curious encounter. The police wanted to come and question me, but M. said no, she didn't want me to be scared so she asked for the list of questions, wrote them all down, and casually interviewed me. When I was playing, she called them and gave them what I said. I don't know if anything ever came of it, or if that guy was the "bad guy", but that came from training and observation, not from scaring a child.
Conversely, I've seen first hand a teenage girl freeze up and panic, not be able to speak or act on her own, because her M. had told her someone was "bad and never talk to him" and scared her about him. When this guy happened to be at a wedding where she was, she just froze up and was totally helpless when the man said hello. I was so annoyed at that! Scaring someone doesn't help anyone. But training them does.
We not only practice but provide and even invent opportunities for my boys to build self confidence and feel self empowered. We give them ways to practice independence and life skills (though I am SOO ready to hear anyone else's ideas on how to do so, so we can continue this!). I have recently started testing my oldest on the safety "rules" I have. For example, we have a rule that he is never to go to the door unless he is with me, period. (He's 4). Last week, I told him I was going to run some gumbo to our neighbor's house and would be back "in a little bit" and he was fine watching TV. The door was locked, I went out the garage door. I hid where behind the door so he couldn't see me, and rang the doorbell. He unlocked it and opened the door. I said thank you, but then sat him down and we talked about it. He knows how to use my cellphone and dial "2" for daddy, or 911 if I'm hurt and need help (he also knows NEVER to call without an emergency). He knows how to use the house phone, but I don't want him to pick up the phone if I'm in the bath or outside unless he hears daddy or grandma on the answering machine first. Sometimes I will call and let the phone ring to the answering machine, and he does not answer. I had M. call one day and talk to see what he would do, and after hearing her voice, he did answer. He doesn't know I've "tested" him on the phone because he passed every time so far. We will let him go across the street to play with the kids over there if they're outside, but everytime we drill in that he is to stop, look both ways, and run across when it is safe, and if we see him doing otherwise he will come inside. We let him play out there, but keep an eye on him with the blinds open. A great little book is The Berenstain Bears Learn About Strangers----I really liked that! But he also doesn't go inside anyone's home EVER without my permission (and there are people he can play with, but only 2 houses without me that weren't family). We teach basic modesty (not being prude, there's nothing wrong with his body, but we do teach modesty and respect......so that he understand noone has any business under his swimsuit in any way except M., dad, and a doctor. I have taught my son that people say hi or something nice about one of his uniforms and that's fine, they're being nice and he should say hi, thank you, etc back. I don't want them to be scared of strangers so bad that they can't say hi back even when I'm there. But there is a difference that comes with casual practice.
We have spoken a few times and practiced what to say if he got lost---to go to a "worker" with a cash register if there's no officer and say "Hi, my name is __ __ and my mommy's name (or daddy) is __ __ and I'm lost". That came in SO handy! When he was just barely 3 years old, we went to an event at a big library. There were so many kids there! I let him see where I was sitting (parent area) and he could sit on the floor up front with the kids. He would look occasionally and I'd wave. He was just coming back to me after the animal show and they announced if you want to, you can come pet the animals. He had big eyes and I said "Sure, you go on ahead, and I'll meet you at the end of the line". Well, I had a stroller with a new infant in it, and couldn't get through because of the crowd. Stupid people wouldn't let me get around them, I tried to go down other aisles but they were blocked because of the show, it became a bit of a nightmare. Finally, I lost sight of him. He had already made it through the line and I wasn't around. I made eye contact with someone and she stepped in front of me and blocked me. I said "Excuse me, my kid" and pointed. She didn't budge. I got really scared and yelled MOVE and she paused so I started moving to punch her (I lost my mind a moment) and someone called my name. It was someone from my son's small fry club and she saw me about to panic. She asked what was wrong and I said "Lost Joseph!" and she had 2 other ladies that knew him and she said "Ok, I got the door" and pointed the other 2 ladies to other corners of the building. I took the baby out of the stroller and left it there so I could get through the crowd better, and the head librarian made eye contact with me and waved. There was my boy! She said that he was SO calm and walked to the circulation desk and said "Hi, my name is JoeJoe __ and my mommy's name is A. __ and I'm lost". He passed the real life test, I failed it! Practice and teaching is good. We also do the normal things: when walking through a parking lot he holds my cart or hand and instead of just going through, every single trip in a parking lot is "practice". I dramatically stop and say what I'm doing outloud, and he will do that too now: "Stop, no cars, walk in the stripes".
He's a very happy go lucky little guy, but he's quite grown up in many ways. Safety doesn't have to be a burden, just the boundaries that allow us to have fun.