Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Let Me Out !...

Lately, I have been extremely home sick, and I was on duty this past weekend, which didn't make it better. However, I am blessed to have my Aunt Linda in the suburbs. I can always go chill with her and it feels a little like TX. Over the weekend while trapped in the building on duty ( I really do love my job) I started thinking about when I was a child, and the joy of coming home from school and going outside to play. At one point, that was once the highlight of my day. I couldn't wait to go out and play during recess, then rush home to do my homework/chores so I could go outside again. That was the good old days...

Growing up I got a lot of whippings, in school, at home, and at my grandma's house. Pretty much everyone got whippings in on me. I remember one day, when I was in private school my teachers got smart and realize that the whippings didn't phase me anymore. I just wanted them to get it over with so I could get outside and play. This particular day, I got in trouble as usual in the 6th grade for cursing(yes I was way to young to curse, but I did it!). My teacher Ms. Jackson(she was one of the best teachers I ever had) sent everyone outside and told me to stay in. I wasn't really nervous since I had been getting in trouble often that school year.
After everyone leaves for recess, I go to her desk and she tells me I want you to write a 1000 lines saying 'I will not curse'. Ok, that's cool I can handle it. By this point I had been writing lines for months now, so I had it down to a science. We pray together, then I go get myself ready to go outside. While packing my books Ms. Jackson decides to tell me...' also, you CANNOT go outside for recess for the rest of week'. I turned around and almost cursed again. WTH!!! I almost collapsed on the floor. I couldn't believe what was coming out of her mouth. Everything begin to move in slow motion. I ran up to her desk and began negotiating to write more lines, and she can tell my daddy what I did so he will give me a whipping too. But PLEASE LET ME GO OUTSIDE!!! She wouldn't budge, I was devastated. I couldn't believe it, the ultimate punishment had taken place. Not only was I not allowed to go outside at school, but my dad whipped me and I couldn't go outside at home either. Of course, by this point I was plotting to run away...lol. Even though I thought I was going to die that week I made it. All week I stood in the window every day watching everybody play as I cried silently in my room. You would think I would have stop cursing, but I didn't the same thing happened again a few months later when we lost our softball game. That is another story though.

Kids now days don't play outside that much anymore. They have the internet, video games. cellphones, and I guess it's not as safe anymore. I really miss recess, because it was a great release from everything around me.

Do you ever want to go outside and play, when you feel trapped or overwhelmed?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know I miss recess. I remember I would eat my food so fast just because I wanted be the first person outside to get the good ball. I hated playing with the balls that had the big lumps in them. Sometimes now I just want to bust out of my office and run grab a ball.

uzoma said...
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uzoma said...

I too reminisce of the days of hide-and-go-seek, big wheels, playing basketball in the alley with the milk crate, the red-white-and blue popsicles, and running home before the streetlight came on.

I feel sad for today's children...i feel like reality TV, Wii, and texting, not to mention drive-bys and abductions have robbed them of their chance to create their own memories.

And how I miss saturdays at the skating rink.

Anonymous said...

Haha! Most days I look outside my office and want to run outside, just to feel the sun on my face and the breathe the fresh air, especially during hard, busy days. If I get a lunch break during my busy day. I eat as fast as I can so I can run outside and play/run for just a few minutes. To be a kid again... :-)
mlb

Don said...

Enjoyed the read, but I stopped wanting to go outside and play after I no longer was able to spend that particular time with my kids.

I understand the clear sentiments though. When I was younger, the outdoors was the best thing since cable TV. LOL.

dessex said...

hello, stopping by for the first time.

I feel like a break from life everyday! But I guess once you get older....there is no time for breaks. The real world is a B