remember

When I was a kid, I spent the summers wearing nothing but a swim suit and rollerskates. I remember skating up and down our neighborhood into the dusky night hours only to be stopped by the lure of a neighbors cool pool or large horse trough, I didn’t know the difference at the time. Even than I would use the rollerskates to get from point a to b and back again.

I remember neighbors commenting on how dark and tan I would get. I also remember the details of several of the swimsuits I had. A gold skimpy one. A pink one with a large heart or star in the center. My rollerskates were white with pink wheels.

Somehow I am wishing for that kind of day today. Free and easy and not a care in the world. Including cellulite.

My family was poor than. I didn’t know it at the time. I knew other people had better things than we did and got to go to Disneyland a lot more. But it never really mattered. I look back at the pictures now and I can see how poor we were. I also remember several pairs of shoes with holes in the soles or toes and not getting new ones for a quite a while. It really didn’t matter to me though. I was happy and immune to the world around me.

I wish everyday was like that.


One Response to “remember”

  • RubyVillain Says:

    I love that kids are unburdened by things that seem to burden adults. That is what makes childhood so great- that kids have the capacity to have fun and be happy no matter their circumstance, and that in some cases, the harder the circumstance, the more creative and charming kids are in their ways to find happiness.

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