THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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Usually all of the neighborhood kids are outside our patio playing on the grass. The teenage boys play football and get in trouble for breaking the windows. The elementary school kids ride their bikes with the training wheels on. The preschool kids play with barbie dolls and remote controlled cars. They usually run up to my windows and ask for food or candy or drinks or to be able to use the toilets. They usually come up to my windows to tell me all about their families or the trouble and fights they got into in school, or their new puppy, or whatever. They watch my every move and ask me questions that are none of their business constantly. They follow my lead on what they decide to do. If I take the girls swimming, half of those kids go to the pool while I am there or report to me later about when they went to the pool. NO ONE is out there. Not a single child is outdoors playing in the spring sunny weather. The birds are chirping and the yard is empty. This is just sad. |
The first weekend I slept there I awoke to the loud, shrill voices of children running around...it was sweet, and much better than the green-line train which went by my apartment every evening and morning. It's beautiful here. It's warming up, but it's still cool enough for a sweater. I have short cargo pants on today. Yael and I are leaving this awful computer lab to get iced beverages of some kind. |
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