Are there kids from your childhood that you can’t forget? I’m not talking about the kids you were best friends with-or even semi-good friends with. I’m talking about the kids who seemed to be on the periphery of the playground. Maybe they were odd-maybe they were poor-maybe they had annoying or strange habits-maybe they were only at your school for a short time before they were gone-leaving you wondering what happened to them.
I remember kids like that-and sometimes they pop into my mind-and I wonder why? How could knowing them for a short period of time-and not very well at that-make their faces unforgettable? Could it be my brain likes to remind me I could’ve reached out to them or maybe my brain wants some kind of closure-maybe the kids were such enigmas that all these years later my brain is still waiting for the answer to who they were.
Hamilton Skeleton-was that really even his name? And what happened to him and his cookie making Mother-and all the kids their family seemed to have?
Karem and her brother and sister who were from Venezuela-why did they come to Brasstown-and why did they stay for such a short time?
The Castleberry brothers-where did they go? They road my bus for years it seemed and then they were just gone.
Bobby who lived down the road-and once told me I was a witch-was she really murdered or is she still living somewhere on this Earth?
Paul sings a song written by Ron Sexsmith, Strawberry Blond, it fits my thoughts perfectly. Give it a listen and hear about the girl he couldn’t forget.
Did you like the song? Are there any kids you can’t forget?