Playground Follies

"The grass is lava," little Jimmy said. "Anything past the trees is out of bounds."

He counted to three as we all ran in separate directions. I climbed the monkey bars and sat on top, letting my legs dangle down to taunt him. Picking up a rock, he threw

it at me and hit me in the chest. "That's not fair!" I screamed, clutching what would

soon be a bruise. "There are no rules," Jimmy said. He ran off. That is how I learned

to cheat. That is how I became the one who was it. 

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[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

I love this! The way we teach one another to be dishonest, and so quickly.. It's powerful. And I love those last two lines so very much..