Can't think of much to say about soap. On the subject of rope, when I was a little kid spending a year in Brighton, England, there was this weekly comic called The Beezer. One of its running strips was "My Pal Ropey," about a kid and his pet rope. You read that right--his rope had been animated by some East Indian magic spell and had a mind of its own, moving about by itself and often causing trouble for the kid.
I watched The Wonderful World of Disney a lot, and one story was "Hog Wild," about a family raising hogs on the western frontier. At the story's climax this kid had to raise money to finance an operation for his crippled father, allowing him to walk again. So he bet his whole wad that he could rope a hog! That's normally impossible, but his rope caught some hairs on the hog's back and he won. That must be a nice thing to be able to do!
Remember skipping rope? There were rhymes like "Old Black Joe from Mexico! Hands up, stick 'em up, don't forget to pick 'em up!" (Not so PC!)
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