I was lucky to live in a village with a number of kids the same age when I was in elementary college.
Instead of staying at beach house & seeing TV & playing video games all day, all of us all got together & played games outdoors most days when the weather would permit.
My favorite was street hockey & soccer, in section because one of my friends was a junior hockey player for a local league & played as often as he could. He would put the nets up for us to play & I was the goaltender more often than not, a role I enjoyed greatly. It was nice that I found a role in athletic hobbys that I was actually good at. There was this extremely religious family that lived across the street from him & they had a bunch of kids around our age. Every one of us played with them a lot too outdoors, but there were days when it was raining or there was a heat advisory & all of us needed to be indoors. My mother & Grandmother constantly had the air conditioning running, & the same was true from my hockey player friend’s parents. But the religious family down the street didn’t even use their air conditioning. The parents “didn’t believe in air conditioning” & instead would open their windows & turn on a few fans. Occasionally we’d go to their house to play Mario Kart on their Nintendo 64. It got uncomfortably hot in their house with no air conditioning running. I usually made excuses not to go inside their beach house for more than a few minutes at a time. It just wasn’t comfortable there.