Reading you made me remember my childhood games. Several times in the post you make the right reminder that young children should always be under the protective eye of elders.
Then I remembered that I grew up in a privileged neighborhood. No, they weren't the best houses in town 😜 What was nice were wide running porches with no railings demarcating one house's from another's. The portals were a common area especially for children's games. On the other hand, the same thing happened with the yards before fences started to appear, when I was already a teenager.
Maybe it's just my way of seeing it, but so far I have the feeling that our parents trusted that there was no danger and let us play freely until it was time for bath and mealtime 😉 Who knows? Maybe they didn't lose "neither foot nor footstep" on us.

I've been a bit sick this weekend, one of those viruses that come with the first downpours of the year. I haven't even felt like writing.