It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ode to a Playground.

I attended three different elementary schools when I was younger.  They are all closed now, but my favorite was the first I attended.  We lived only a house away and it had a huge playground and a basketball court.

swing-738429_640

I learned to swing on the swings.

I learned to dribble a basketball on the court.

I learned to ride without training wheels in the parking lot.

I learned to slide down the stair rail all the way to the bottom of the hill!

I never made it to the moon, or all the way around on the swings.

My friend broke her arm after a fall from the monkey bars.

I sprained my wrist while doing flips on that stair rail.

I wrecked my bike more than once.

It was great.

It was bad.

I wish I could do it all over again.

4 thoughts on “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…

Got something to say? Say it here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s