remember when the most complicated part of life was having spelling homework or losing the jacks ball down the metal grate at recess, or not having a extra nickel for chocolate milk at lunch? i remember these things with some displeasure and of course now realise that those days were simple. i'm not sure if my own kids' lives are as full of ease at school since recess sounds so intense. but maybe it was when i was at school as well. i also recall all the bullies' names, though we didn't call them that then. they were the mean kids who picked on me (and you), who pulled our hair, made fun of my name, followed me home poking me with a stick & once in middle school burned a cigarette into your jacket. i wonder where they are now. one of them lives with his parents still and shovels my dad's walkway to help out. he's redeemed himself in my eyes. but does he remember the way i do? does the girl who teased my name have daughters with average names? do they get teased? does she remember me??
does anyone?
~the end~
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