She had the meanest right cross I had ever seen, She didn’t know her right from her left, but both were deadly. At first she spent more time on the canvas than she did standing up-right. She was always smiling and had the prettiest white teeth and dark eyes. Once she learned to dance around, no one could hit her. She would be standing there and the next second she was gone and attacking from the other side. Some of her opponents became so dizzy they couldn’t stand up with out holding on to something or someone.
Sometimes I would spar with her and there were times when she landed a good one on me, when I woke up, she would be holding me in her arms and kissing my face all over. There were times that I acted as if I was still out, just to make the good things happen longer. She would rub me all over to get me to come around again.
Sometimes I would spar with her and there were times when she landed a good one on me, when I woke up, she would be holding me in her arms and kissing my face all over. There were times that I acted as if I was still out, just to make the good things happen longer. She would rub me all over to get me to come around again.
I never had a fight with anyone when we were out together, no one would challenge her, they knew what would happen. Her bigger brother was mean as hell, but he wouldn’t talk back to her and when she said something, he never missed a word of what she said.
I think we were both in the sixth grade at the time. I helped her with her school work and she got mostly B’s and B+ and I got E’s and F’s. She could do just about anything with a smile. When she was close by, the cat would hide and the dog would lay on his side and wag his tail. It never rained on us when we were
out together, nature knew better. She won a scholarship in sports and it put her through college. When she graduated she became a mortician and moved away. Years later I heard that she was running for re-election and had won.
I finally got out of high school after taking the test seven times, Then I think they graduated me just to get me out of school. Seven was my lucky number. My mother was really proud of me, as I was the first of the kids to make it out of the fifth grade. I don’t know if I had a father or not. Someone said he went to jail and died there, Mom said; “No, that wasn’t true”, he was away on business. She said: he was an official trainee at a State prison, in another state.
My bicycle has a flat tire and the tire pump won’t work, When my strength builds a little, I’ll try to get a ride down to the service station and use the air there. Well, I guess that’s about it.
I think we were both in the sixth grade at the time. I helped her with her school work and she got mostly B’s and B+ and I got E’s and F’s. She could do just about anything with a smile. When she was close by, the cat would hide and the dog would lay on his side and wag his tail. It never rained on us when we were
out together, nature knew better. She won a scholarship in sports and it put her through college. When she graduated she became a mortician and moved away. Years later I heard that she was running for re-election and had won.
I finally got out of high school after taking the test seven times, Then I think they graduated me just to get me out of school. Seven was my lucky number. My mother was really proud of me, as I was the first of the kids to make it out of the fifth grade. I don’t know if I had a father or not. Someone said he went to jail and died there, Mom said; “No, that wasn’t true”, he was away on business. She said: he was an official trainee at a State prison, in another state.
My bicycle has a flat tire and the tire pump won’t work, When my strength builds a little, I’ll try to get a ride down to the service station and use the air there. Well, I guess that’s about it.
Say good-by! While I eat a sandwich.
By; Ben R.
10-24-2010
By; Ben R.
10-24-2010
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