Thursday, February 4, 2010

Raised by Village, Tennis in March Snowfall

My memories of Aunt Vi are many. One that is on the top of the list is this: It was my 13th birthday (she is 50 years older than me, so she was 63), and she bought a beautiful, shiny brown tennis racket for me.

Only problem was that I had no friends, no one to play with. So, Aunt Vi, in her shoes, in the snow, played tennis with me (basically hitting the ball back and forth, not easy in snow). There were no children my age on my block, but my brothers had many friends. I was left out and Aunt Vi and Ivah always tried to fill that hole for me.

This is why I say I was raised by a village, long before Hillary wrote her book.

4 comments:

Dorothy said...

My memories of Aunt Vi are many. One that is on the top of the list is this: It was my 13th birthday (she is 50 years older than me, so she was 63), and she bought a beautiful, shiny brown tennis racket for me.

Only problem was that I had no friends, no one to play with. So, Aunt Vi, in her shoes, in the snow, played tennis with me (basically hitting the ball back and forth, not easy in snow). There were no children my age on my block, but my brothers had many friends. I was left out and Aunt Vi and Ivah always tried to fill that hole for me.

This is why I say I was raised by a village, long before Hillary wrote her book.

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Kelli said...

My memories of Aunt Vi are many. One that is on the top of the list is this: It was my 13th birthday (she is 50 years older than me, so she was 63), and she bought a beautiful, shiny brown tennis racket for me.

Only problem was that I had no friends, no one to play with. So, Aunt Vi, in her shoes, in the snow, played tennis with me (basically hitting the ball back and forth, not easy in snow). There were no children my age on my block, but my brothers had many friends. I was left out and Aunt Vi and Ivah always tried to fill that hole for me.

This is why I say I was raised by a village, long before Hillary wrote her book.

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awb said...

My memories of Aunt Vi are many. One that is on the top of the list is this: It was my 13th birthday (she is 50 years older than me, so she was 63), and she bought a beautiful, shiny brown tennis racket for me.

Only problem was that I had no friends, no one to play with. So, Aunt Vi, in her shoes, in the snow, played tennis with me (basically hitting the ball back and forth, not easy in snow). There were no children my age on my block, but my brothers had many friends. I was left out and Aunt Vi and Ivah always tried to fill that hole for me.

This is why I say I was raised by a village, long before Hillary wrote her book.

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Diane J Standiford said...

My memories of Aunt Vi are many. One that is on the top of the list is this: It was my 13th birthday (she is 50 years older than me, so she was 63), and she bought a beautiful, shiny brown tennis racket for me.

Only problem was that I had no friends, no one to play with. So, Aunt Vi, in her shoes, in the snow, played tennis with me (basically hitting the ball back and forth, not easy in snow). There were no children my age on my block, but my brothers had many friends. I was left out and Aunt Vi and Ivah always tried to fill that hole for me.

This is why I say I was raised by a village, long before Hillary wrote her book.

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