This One Time When I Was a Kid

@gotOBX (764)
United States
November 18, 2006 11:51pm CST
I was hanging out with this construction crew about a block away from my house, I was about 6 or 7 years old. Anyway there were all these guys with cigars stubbs hanging out of their mouths and they were laying concrete sidwalks. It was cool man! Cement Mixer Trucks! Cement! Shovels and Jack Hammers! Anyway my brother came riding down on his bike and said I had to come home for lunch. I must have been hungry because I just turned and ran for home forgetting about the wet sidewalks and splash, right in the cement I went. I remember a large black man with a cigar shaking his head looking at me and saying...."Damn Kid, all that work for nothing", he helped me up and said he would hose me off. Instead I ran crying home thinking at any moment the cement might harden solid trapping me. Got home, Ma hosed me off and wiped away my tears. I layed on the couch and fell asleep crying instead of eating. Mom made PB & J's and served them with potatoe chips. My brother and his friends ate mine.
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@brokentia (10389)
• United States
19 Nov 06
That is so cute! It shows a good heart because you upset the cement guy. And that is a pretty darn good memory to know that they had PB&J with chips! Especially since you didn't eat it. PB&J with chips. I don't know if I could do chips with PB&J! LOL Milk, yes. Chips? LOL I'd have let my brother eat it too. Well, at least people didn't laugh at you. Sounds like your mother was pretty compassionate too.
@gotOBX (764)
• United States
19 Nov 06
I remember because when I woke up she made me my own, I picture that day still clearly. I love PB&J. Yea, I don't get the chips thing either. I'm guessing that is all we had and Ma had to serve us something other than the sandwiches. LOL! She prolly thought..."I'll give them some chips, they're kids, they don't care!" LOL!
@brokentia (10389)
• United States
19 Nov 06
OK, you shared a sad sorry from your childhood. So I will share mine. But you better never tell anyone. Got it! haha I was about 4 years old and still living with my mother, father and siblings. There were 5 of us kids at the time. We were all standing next to the chain link fence talking to the neighbors. More like, they were talking to the neighbors because being the baby of 5 siblings, you often get overlooked. Quite often I was running behind them wanting to play too but I was always too little. It didn't help that I was also small for my age. So my siblings and I are lined up next to the chain link fence talking with the neighbors. Nothing new...we were just waiting for mom to tell us it was time for dinner. Then Sarge, the german shepard comes along smelling at the fence. I was so scared of this dog! He was taller on all fours than I was standing on my two legs! But I stood my ground! I was not going to run away. Sarge was on the other side of the fence, he couldn't do anything to me! I will NOT runaway! Next thing I knew, Sarge hikes his leg up and pees on me!!! Right through the fence that I thought was my security!!!! He pee'd on me!!!! I was totally upset! This is the little girl that would run in and washed her hands if she got dirty. The one girl that mom never had to tell twice to go wash up. The one child that she had to tell many of times to get out of the bathtub! ME! I was the one to be pee'd on by the dog that towered! And what did my siblings do? Oh the siblings that I ran after wanting to play with and wishing that I were bigger so I would not be shoo'ed away? They all laughed at me! Even the neighbors were laughing! Did they stop the dog from continuing to pee on me? No! Let just let this race horse continue to relieve its self on their baby sister. It was funny, right? Not! Well, mother hears the laughing and, of course, my crying. I was horrified!!! When my mother finds out what had happened..did she hug me? No! Did she kiss me and tell me that I would be fine? No! I was covered in Sarge pee! Instead, she directed me to the bathroom, ran a bubble bath, and told me that I could stay in there as long as I want. :( NOW, I get to stay in the bath? I can still hear them out there laughing!!!! Even to this day, when my older brother needs a good laugh and I am right there, he will tell anybody and everybody what happened. Just a couple years ago, while at a family gathering for Thanksgiving, he had to say, "Hey, do you remember....." We know where that went as I lower my head to be laughed at again. So, gotOBX...cement? I would take the cement story anyday over the race horse pee!
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@gotOBX (764)
• United States
19 Nov 06
I would imagine that to be fairly traumatic! LOL! Did you move out of the streem of pee? Did you stand there in shock? Was it warm? Kidding! I think I may have saved the hugs and kisses for you till you were out of the tub too! You grew up so quickly Tia, into golden showers at such a young age!
• United States
19 Nov 06
Awwww. The only things to ever happen to me when I was small, was my grandpa ran over me with his pick-up truck. Not completely over me, but enough to squish me. My cousin was in the back and he was unloading a trailer off the truck. My cousin was telling me to hurry up and get up there with her. I held on to the tail gate and tried to run backwards, but lost my balance, and he squished me. He pulled forward, and I was already up running to the house. My mom and Dad got home and took me to the Er. They told me to go pee in a cup and when I did, it was nothing but blood. I was so scared. The bandaged up my arm, leg, and side, gave me some medicince and took me home. I was only like 5 or 6 when that happened. Then, when I was a little older I got in a fight with a boy on the schoolbus and he knocked me up against the window and busted my head open, and the last thing that happened to me was we were riding our bikes one day, my brother, me and my cousin. We were playing follow the leader. My brother turned in front of me and my front wheel caught his back one and flipped me off and my tooth went through my upper lip. I remember with every accident I would always ask "Am I going to die"? They werent serious enough for me to die, but for some reason I was afraid of dying.