What’s Your Cup Like

Pera Kids
Ages 7-9

How would you like to get together with our family to play “what’s it like” using cups? First, we will select cups of different shapes and sizes, which we will place in the middle where everyone can see. Each turn, someone gets to be “it”. For the first turn, one player has to volunteer to become “it”, and then select one cup from the group, without showing or telling the others. The other players will then ask “what’s it like”, trying to identify the cup using the hints about its color, shape, size and utility. The player who correctly guesses the cup becomes “it” next, and the game continues. If you wish, you can select from one of the cups on display at the Coffee Break exhibit.

Related Exhibition: Coffee Break 

Illustrator: İpek Kay
Game Writer: 
Neray Çeşme

This program is presented especially for the 100th anniversary of the April 23 National Sovereignty and Children’s Day, inspired by Pera Museum's digital exhibitions.

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