Bow and Arrows-F

There is much to be said about weaponry in my childhood. About our weapons made for play and not for conflict. But may just one lifetime-moment suffice for now. A moment in the manufacturing of Bow And Arrows. At about the age of 6 or 7, I suspect, I built a weapon. Although not a weapon of mass destruction, it was the blink of an eye from becoming the destroyer of one of my eyes. I'd say 'the sling shot and bow and arrow' were our favorites. I shall never forget, not the arrows, but the rubber band and bow. We made them strong and tight. Although it seldom crosses my mind, When it does, I feel the moment. One day, I'd fetched my bow and rubber band. I don't recall, but perhaps the arrows were somewhere near; Or maybe yet to be carved from strong Chinaberry tree limbs. Anyway, the lad labeled alone that day, connecting band and bow As tight as could be. The bow was big and blunt, and had it been Shaped otherwise, the lad would surely have lost one of his eyes. The bow and rubber band were being pulled so tight that the band Slipped from his tiny hands and punched him on the eye. His eyelid Took the pain, but his eyeball, left untouched, remained the same. 100921PS