Things about my childhood I love to remember
Ahh. I can still hear that sound to this day. I can remember as a child growing up in North Philadelphia being on the streets with my friends playing cars or something. All of a sudden we would all run like fools to our house begging our parents for some money. The lucky ones that were able to get money made it to the truck. Those of us who didn’t on some occasions came out of the house with a cup of Kool-aide (like that was supposed to be some substitute). My dad used to always get his favorite–the banana boat.
Even though most youngings today will roll their eyes at this film, to us back then this was the flick not to be missed. Needless to say, I have the DVD of this film.
2 reasons why this was a very painful tool at times:
1- If your Aunt or big cuzzin’ was in a hurry, they would pick yo’ head WITHOUT USING ANY KIND OF MOISTURIZER.
2- If you got in trouble, this was one of the backup disciplinary tools to use on your hand in case there was no belt to be found.
side note: the pick had to have the “fist”, otherwise it wasn’t a pick
I can remember sitting on the stoop at my aunt’s house and watching the neighborhood girls from one end of the block to the other doing double dutch. Way in the distance I could see that the “bad kids” down the way opened up the fire hydrant again.
May 27th, 2005 at 11:41 am
What a great trip back down memory lane! When I talk about my childhood, I always talk about the same things you did. The only difference was that you were in North Philly and I was in the New Center (now trendy/gentrified) area of Detroit, LoL.
June 14th, 2005 at 2:43 am
What a wonderful story! I think that’s the same as me!