Coming here reminds me of when I was a young kind being picked up in a yellow school bus. I think about the talks I had with my so called friends and all the stupid stuff we came up with. The ways of entertaining ourselves could get quite imaginative.
Looking around see a kids playground and think of the old school jungle gyms and the extremely large climbing sets some parks use to have. They have now gotten smaller and safer, but I see some of the old designs this playground.
I think about the how I got picked up in a yellow school bus and how at times I mouthed off to two different drivers. If I could go back in time I would have smacked myself. This would be very dangerous, because the same matter can't occupy the same space...but I digress.
I am now working for a company that transports kids to and from school kids and now I am the driver. I have cool kids right now, but as my career goes on, I am certain that I will run into the rude kid at some point. It's all about how I handle it. Yelling and screaming back at the kid may or may not fo much...but it's not the road I wish to follow.
I look at the fields in the park area and see football games, American Football games, many other events that schools and after school programs can come up with.
I saw a picture of kids and teachers holding a rainbow colored cloth with a hole in the center and remember the games our teachers came up with this cloth.
This park brings back memories from what I did as a kid. I wonder what these kids will remember when they become 41. The cell phones are their thing now, when it was books and magazines and dare I say it...Nintendo Power Magazine.
Ahhhhhh the olden days...but olden days for whom? read more