choosing up sides…

you’re “it”!

Our playground at the school

was bare dirt studded with big trees,

no one thought we needed more.

We had balls of different sizes,

we ran miles between the trees,

and we did secret things

in the back corner

where the teachers wouldn’t go.

Recess wasn’t my favorite time,

I wasn’t a star in anything,

but I grouched like my friends

when the bell rang us in.

We always started a new game every day,

recess was a “now” time,

I don’t recall having “later” thoughts.

I think I never wondered

how an old man might remember

any of those days…

now I can relive some of those moments,

and I wonder about the things I forget.

April 28, 2024

remembering recess in the 1950s

behind the Blackwood Terrace Elementary School

in Deptford Township, NJ

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