Knowing how to make scoobies at primary school was like an instant super power – you were suddenly cool and had more than one friend.
Okay, I use friend uselessly here. It was more that you suddenly had a bunch of people who wanted you to show them how to make a scoobie.
Scoobies came in two varieties, the ‘easy’ square kind and the ‘hard’ round or spiral kind. There were also different types of scoobie strings: plain colours and fluro colours and strings that changed colour in a gradient.
Everyone had a scoobie in their hands during recess and lunch and, you could always tell the really good scoobie makers from the amateurs because their school backpack would be covered in them.
If you liked a friend you showed them by giving away your best scoobie. If you had a crush you made them a bouquet of scoobies. If you hated someone you refused to hep them ‘start’; their scoobie. It was like a whole other language and it ruled the schoolyard for a good portion of primary school.
I have no idea why we stopped making them because, honestly, they were fun. They were also the best way to procrastinate: “I’ll do my homework after I finish this scoobie…
“…but I promised Mikaela I would make one for her too…
“…it’s too nice to give to Mikaela, I’ll keep this for myself and make her another one…
“…oh damn it’s too late to do my homework now.”
Seriously, can we bring back scoobies for adults because my life would really value from this kind of time wasting.