Let’s talk about things we like(d) to do…Let’s talk, Happy Talk!
Sigh, as I sit here, bored out of my mind, too hot to be outside, too fidgety to read, paint or anything else, my mind is drifting back to days gone by; to the place where I grew up, and when days were long, and summers were endless.
As I sit here, I am reminiscing on the long summers when I played in the street from sun up to sundown; we (the friends) would take turns being the teacher (this was in the days when we started the school day with rap over the knuckle from an obliging nun!) as we played ‘school’ in the street; we’d fling a rope over a lamp post and swing for hours; we’d go down to the docks and watch the cargo ships come in, and if we were really lucky, a sailor might fling us a coin. We didn’t go home until last light, and our mothers never had to worry about where we were.
Of course, it wasn’t all sun and roses, but that little trip down memory lane, brought a smile to my day!
Let’s hear your Happy Talk!