So you may see more posts about kid related activities here soon (I say may because lord knows there are a lot of things keeping me from posting lately!) but this was an unintentional learning moment.
Meatball was convinced we'd win something. Something really awesome, like the X-Box with Kinect that he wants sooo very badly. Or the million bucks, he figured we'd buy him an X-Box if we one that.
So whenever we went to this store (which is not the store I usually shop at) we would collect the pieces and eventually slap them on the board. We had enough pieces so that every prize was one to three pieces away from winning. On the last day of the game pieces being handed out Paul Bunyan ran in to grab something and instead of the couple he should have gotten the lady just handed him the rest of the stack.
That pile is the mess *I* was left with. Well that and a totally neurotic 11 year old who was convinced we were just a couple slips of paper away from millionaires.
We slowly sorted them, which took over a bloody hour I might add, and I explained some lovely mathematical concepts to Meatball.
- Proportion: The amount of tickets produced in relation to the other tickets. For example, if it takes 8 game pieces to win a million dollars they will produce a royal butt ton of about five of those tickets, a hundred of about 2 of them and maybe one of the last one.
- Odds: The odds of winning a game like this are completely not stacked in your favor no matter how high the chances are according to the people selling you the dang game pieces.
After sorting them all and realizing that while we were "close" we had not even won "five stinkin' bucks" Meatball declared that the odds were NOT in our favor at all.
"Its like the Hunger Games,
they say the odds are in your favor
but all you are is
hungry, broke and going to die."
My child, the optimist.