Tales of Tuesday just popped in my head one day. I have been trying to come up with a new prompt that we all can do every Tuesday to go along with the name and I'd like to run it past you... The idea is to have a day when we write prose, what is happening in our day or stories of old, or prompt imaginary stories. Hope you all join in too...
Today we are writing about roller skates. OURS IS...
I guess I was eight or nine when I got my first pair of roller skates. Mom bought them for me at the Salvation Army store. I never had a pair before that, but mom thought I should have them. I learned to stand on them without killing myself, a miracle in itself considering we rode them on asphalt without helmets or pads.
When I got a bit older Mom allowed my sister Julie and me to go to the roller rinks. I still wasn't very good but the smooth surface of the rink made it feel easier for me to skate. I was never so happy than when I was out skating, the music, the lights, the boys... tee hee hee... and I got to be some where besides home ! Fun for any kid.
I was the biggest klutz around I guess, because I never got the hang of skating backwards, but man I loved to go fast ! My knees were always scraped or bruised from falling. I don't know why I stopped , but I do remember the love of it.