Going to swimming in Milky was not however approved by
my aunt Yvonne. Therefore after concocting lies as to our reason for leaving
the house we would end up at “Milky” swimming naked as we were born. Best way
to swim one felt a sense of freedom. After swimming for hours we return to the
banks of the trench looking for our cloths which we hid under some shrub. Only to discover to our horror that they were
gone. My older cousin while we were
having fun had crept up and grabbed our cloths. This presented a big dilemma
how do we get home without cloths? Hands
between our legs and over our bottoms. Picture that? Total humiliation as we walked down the
street the girls of the neighborhood to see us and laugh at us; then licks like
peas when we got home. And if you don’t holler loud you get more licks not an
easy proposition never the less, we have to make journey home. May be we wait
till dusk? Still not good proposition dusk is chilly and cold mosquitoes and
Sand flies bite your tail.
Once upon an Easter.
Illustrations for Once Upon an Easter are not for sale however {Alone} watercolor on paper 15"by 11' is for $150.00
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