It's life here..... Belly-flopping is a fact of life. How you do it. How to find a hill in the flatlands of inner city Chicago. In every case one needs snow. As Dan showed me his different techniques and how to get better distance. He walked up hill looking angry. He said, "we have to go now." When I asked why he just glared at me, so I shut up. When I told hom his pants are crooked he hollered don't touch me or my pants. When we got home to the family music store Uncle Al asked what was wrong. Dan showed him the rusty old 16 penny nail stuck through his pants and into his knee. I was amazed at how odd it looked and Dan didn't cry. Uncle Al said Tommy go get me some iodine from the medicine chest. While I ran to the bathroom Dan's eyes followed me. Uncle Al Grabbed the nail and yanked it out. It was the pink and white stuff hanging from the nail, some of it a little string like and shinny not very bloody. Dan made a sucking sound as Uncle Al poured the iodine into the open wound. Then he told Dan to go upstairs and tell Mom that you might need to get atetanus shot.
I do have fun thinking about modern children and what they have become accustomed. Kids don't have school bags anymore. Backpacks have replaced them. They are filled with ipods, earbuds, cellphones, Kindles, color tv's, CDs DvDs, plastic lunch containers, and some even might carry a book. To belly flop on all that might cost a fortune. And one would have to wear the back pack on their chest..TT
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