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In a community deep in the Southern land of feed corn and cotton,
The more basic things of life are best treasured and unforgotten.

Newspapers and Radios, Jack Rocks and Jump Ropes, Pop Whips, Hide and Seek. In child’s play, we sang our lines; closed our eyes and did not peep.

Checkers and Old Maid, Red Wagons and Hula Hoops; Boys with pockets       of marbles. Kids never had to be afraid of armed bandits and robbers.

Rubber Balls and Home Made Bats; having fun running and rolling rubber tires. All these treats when kids watched birds lite on electric wires.

Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic; The Lord’s Prayer, The 23rd Psalms, and  The Ten Commandments. Ours was A simpler place and time, where we 

walked shoe less in the heated dust, avoiding hot pavements. All these      and more, after the chores, were better known as “Entertainment”.

These were ways we spent our time, long before we owned TV’s or Telephones. Unforgettable treasures! In a place I once called home.  

05232007 PS Contest 207, Brain Strain.                                           
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