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August 10, 2005
Growing Up
On my way to work, sitting on the train, after the turnstile delayed my ticket for the $1.25 I put in. I ran to the train as it approached and now I sit and dream.
My childhood, kids, and the things we do. Your kids probably do these things too and you may never know.
Some of the things we did, seem dangerous today. Sliding down flights of stair on a mattress. Jumping over the railing instead of finishing the flight we were so anxious to complete. We had to get to the 1st floor as soon as possible after all, playtime was limited.
So some of the other stuff about the same age of 9. Hanging from the window that lead between the 1st and 2nd floor of the apartment. Probably (in my guess) only about 8 feet high, but to a boy about d foot high thats twice his size. Note to all kids, if you do this in front of the 5th floor window, where your mom can see, you may get caught. I did and theres nothing worse than hearing your moms voice screaming your full name.
Finally fireworks. Yes at 9 years old we were allowed to have fireworks. Ok not so allowed but if we did it wasnt a big deal (unless the cops show up). Outside our apartment they took our fireworks (my sister was smart and threw hers into the doorway.
Kids will be kids I guess regardless of time or age. Sometimes we forget that we too did possibly dangerous stuff. We grow up and forget.
Posted by Des at August 10, 2005 09:51 PM
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