With due respect, I will not use any names. But I fell asleep last night thinking of someone saying:
"That was the night he got her pregnant."
"They were nice enough to cuff me in front."
"I jumped off that roof."
"I never used the fire extinguisher, I was just in the car."
"Now I have to pay for that hair."
"The eastside girl came out and I was not taking any more."
"I punched you in the stomach."
I hope the children of that neighborhood and the grandchildren who visit regularly have a safe and healthy childhood. I also hope they get to experience the magic.
Showing posts with label neighborhood kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label neighborhood kids. Show all posts
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Thursday, August 16, 2007
I Double Dog Dare You
As a child, the dare is more than a challenge. It's a little thrilling and very scary. We always took the dare. The other kids were probably brave; I was just terrified that someone might beat me up.
(Once, I told my mother that someone had threatened to hit me. She told me that if I did not hit them back (HARD!) she would have to hit me when I got home. It was a dare and I think I grew a spine that day.)
I've strapped skis to my feet and rolled down a mountain. I jumped off the second level of some boat in the Pacific Ocean because my friend dared me. I've taken a shot of tequila and let some Mexican man twirl me like a baton. Guess why? Someone dared me.
I'm still prissy but the dare has provided some great adventures and memories in my life.
When my mind goes to the dark, dreaded place, I want to give the oldies a dare. I'll be kind. It might be, "I dare you to stay out of bed for the entire day." Or, "I dare you to go an entire day without frying something." Or, "I dare you to let the mail stay in the mailbox for an hour." If I get really wacky, I'll double dog dare them.
(Once, I told my mother that someone had threatened to hit me. She told me that if I did not hit them back (HARD!) she would have to hit me when I got home. It was a dare and I think I grew a spine that day.)
I've strapped skis to my feet and rolled down a mountain. I jumped off the second level of some boat in the Pacific Ocean because my friend dared me. I've taken a shot of tequila and let some Mexican man twirl me like a baton. Guess why? Someone dared me.
I'm still prissy but the dare has provided some great adventures and memories in my life.
When my mind goes to the dark, dreaded place, I want to give the oldies a dare. I'll be kind. It might be, "I dare you to stay out of bed for the entire day." Or, "I dare you to go an entire day without frying something." Or, "I dare you to let the mail stay in the mailbox for an hour." If I get really wacky, I'll double dog dare them.
Labels:
dares. oldies,
neighborhood kids
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