Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Free lunch
I used to look forward to the summer time. Not because we didn't have school. But because it was a guaranteed meal. I knew that me and my sisters would eat a meal at least once a day. now each block gave out different lunches. I few gave out lunches at different times, so sometimes we would have two meals. I would drag my sisters to these blocks, to make sure we ate. Thank you Jesus for free lunches.
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I vaguely remember free lunches. I just remember being out and about during the summer, Elgin leading me and Emmy around by the hand. I remember taking "Red" everywhere I went. She was my naked red haired cabbage patch doll. I remember taking her to Mommy when her stuffing started to come out, I guess that's what road trips will do to a toy. Road trips. I remember being on the sub on our way to see Gram. I used to hate the way people looked at us. At that time I didn't recognize what it was but it was pity. Folks just pitied us. Esp. people on our block. I remember one time getting up early and brushing me and Emmy's hair with water and grease. I had to be all of 4 or 5. I put our hair into a ponytail and we went outside to play. I was proud of myself, just couldn't have us looking a mess. We were outside for a little while playing and some kids came along. I'm not sure what they said but after a few minutes I wasn't so proud anymore. One of them came over and took my hair out. I heard my name so I ran across the street hair blowing in the wind (across the street and to the left); the lady came onto her porch and fixed my hair and told me not to let them take my hair out. She said it such a stern way. As if she was telling me to be proud and not let people walk all over me. The pity I saw in other people's faces is more than likely why I have pride issues to this day. But like Steve Harvey says, "God ain't through with me yet"
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