Won't You Play With Me???

The days of many moons ago where when it was time to play with your friends, it wasn't online it was in the fresh air.

I grew up in Brooklyn for the first ten years of my life and the remainder of my childhood till I got married in Ozone Park, NY.  The one thing I can say is there was always someone to play with especially with a park within a five block radius. 

In Brooklyn, I was the baby of my friends who were two years older than but we were our own little click of Barbie girls.  We played Barbies with clothes my mom made for me and gave them out as favors for my birthday parties.  Then there were days when we just played double dutch especially when my friends had their birthday parties and family came over. As the summer arises, it was skullsy.  With skullsy we all took turns of who would draw the board in the street and collecting the caps from our parents beer bottles. 

Then in Ozone Park click was varied since not many kids were not friendly and clicks were already made.  There were three girls and this time I was the oldest but the girls were like a covenant of sneaks and two faced liars. There were day that we did play outside but it didn't go beyond the street, no one came in the house nor was allowed to go to their homes.

As you can see the Brooklyn was like family just a shame that it had to end when things got unsafe in the neighborhood.

E. E. Cummings

In today's world, it is difficult to find at least to me a realistic approach to what is going on. I can so for myself I am negative but look for realistic views of the world. Though no one likes to hear the negativity I respect it more when I hear it and move forward from there.

in spite of everything by E. E. Cummings
in spite of everything
which breathes and moves,since Doom
(with white longest hands
neatening each crease)
will smooth entirely our minds

-before leaving my room
i turn,and(stooping
through the morning)kiss
this pillow,dear
where our heads lived and were.

I'll be your friend

When I was a child of many moons that passed, the first ten years I had many friends and very family oriented block. We all got along and trust me we had our bad days.  Even with bad day we divided into smaller groups and just waited it out.

Then the dark clouds appeared and we moved to Queens which was a very big change.  The kids were not very open to a girl whose mom made her clothes because everyone else had better things. It took a while for acceptance but no close friendships were established and I was more lonelier.  If I had a fight with one person and someone would take a side.  Then from there until she accepted my apology I pretty much played in my backyard than be made fun of when I walk down the block or sit on my stoop.  

It just is horrible and part of it still happens today. I just wish I knew the name of the book is to be accepted as part of a group not just a grunt.