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June 28, 2005
Go ahead, steal my sand
I am vindictive by nature. As far back as I can remember, forgive and forget has been a hard pill for me to swallow. Seek and destroy has always worked better.
Case in point:
When I was a very young child of 3 or 4 we lived in a beautiful neighborhood on the fairway of a country club golf course outside of Louisville Kentucky. I was supposed to be a sweet flower of the South. But, it was not meant to be.
We had a neighbor with two children, a daughter my age and a son my older brother's age. The daughter and I used to play in the sprinklers, catch fireflies in jars, and have a good ole time.
One day while looking out the bay window in our kitchen, my mother spotted the little girl, Allison, in our sand box. She was using a one cup measuring cup to scoop up some sand. Then, she would disappear back over to her own yard. This same event occurred several times a day for many weeks. Yes, slowly Allison was stealing the sand out of my sand box! The nerve!
My own mother wouldn't say anything! Or do anything! She said "It's just sand." The injustice! It was MY sand. And this little skank was stealing MY sand. It was up to me to remedy the situation and exact revenge. Oh, I kept playing nice with her as I bided my time.
Eventually, we were invited to swim in their backyard pool. And I took the opportunity to wreak havoc. Oh yes. Allison's mother provided a lovely spread of sandwiches, chips and lovely pitchers of cherry red Kool-Aid.
Pitchers full of cherry Kool-Aid make a spectacular splash of color when added to the crisp aqua blue of a backyard swimming pool.
Needless to say, we were never invited back and my mother was mortified and embarrassed by my behavior. I never did get my sand back but I got my sweet, sweet revenge.
Posted by bugg at June 28, 2005 12:10 PM
Comments
girl, you can really write.
Posted by: Maria Dodson at July 1, 2005 10:58 AM