Happy Scrabbling: 5 Steps To Becoming A Better Scrabble Player

by
MT Danielson

Copyright 2013 MT Danielson

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Table Of Contents

Intro: Happy Scrabbling

Step One: Prime Real Estate

Step Two: All Those Little Words

Step Three: Tile Management

Step Four: Bingo Building Blocks.

Step Five: The Joy Of Bingos

Intro: Happy Scrabbling

When I was around 7 years old, growing up in Lakewood, NY, I used to love to go over my Aunt Sal’s or Aunt Lyd’s and watch my mother and my aunts play Scrabble. Right off the bat, when I saw the colorful board, with all the blue, dark blue, pink, and red special squares and whatnot, I was intrigued. Sure, I would have loved to play with them but I was too young. Even at that young age, I could tell there was no place for me at that table. Not yet, anyway. I didn’t know how to play. I didn’t know a lot of words. And more than likely, I would have slowed the game down. Afterall, Scrabble was serious business with my aunts. So, I didn’t press the issue. I didn’t mind just watching and learning the game from afar.

My Aunt Sal usually dominated, while my Aunt Lyd followed close behind, and my Mom brought up the rear. Aunt Sal and Aunt Lyd were actually my Mom’s aunts, and my great aunts. So, my Mom was always respectful, deferring to Aunt Sal and Aunt Lyd, keeping my Mom forever the pupil or apprentice in these games. These were Italian women, and dominate to begin with. Occasionally, Aunt Sal’s husband, Uncle Al and/or Aunt Lyd’s husband, Uncle Don, would join in on a game, like lambs to the slaughter. This was serious business. Aunt Sal and Aunt Lyd weren’t just passing the time. They were asserting their dominance. My Mom wasn’t competitive enough for them, and was often destined for cannon fodder.