Maybe it was my recent post about my childhood days at Vacation Bible School, and maybe it’s because the flow of these long days of summer reminds me of the endless days of summer past, but I’ve been remembering my fun times on my front porch.
Summers seemed forever when I was a kid- summer vacation stretched from Memorial Day until AFTER Labor Day.
Each morning began about the same. I had cereal for breakfast- “Sugar Pops are Tops” or “Frosted Flakes are GGRREEEAAAT!” Then I did my chores. At that stage in my life, say from age 7- 12, I wanted to live on a ranch, but in reality I lived in a small, ranch home in a new neighborhood. So, my chores didn’t involve cleaning stalls or roping calves, instead I made my bed, and then did the chore of the day which rotated from dusting to vacuuming, to washing the kitchen floor. Then I was released to play, all day, outside, without sunscreen or bottled water. And there was no such thing as complaining “I’m bored!”
I sat on the stoop of my front porch and waited for everyone else to come running. And we kept on running. In the morning, we were more active. We rode our “horses”, all of ours had coaster brakes, up and down hilly streets. We strapped on roller skates and tripped on the crooked sidewalks and yelled about breaking our mother’s backs. We played badminton until it got boring and many variations of tag- freeze tag was the best, then on to Red Light Green Light, Mother May I, and jump rope. A swing set with monkey bars and a slide were fun, too, for frolic and pretend games. If there were enough kids, we played kickball with the help
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