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Summer memories

July 1, 2009 - Deb Gau
I saw a pickup truck carrying a plastic kiddie pool in the bed the other day. It was the kind with the little waterslide built in - this sounds stupid, but it kind of takes me back. A kiddie pool with a slide was one of the things I coveted most when I was about four or five.

Oh, we had a wading pool for our backyard, but it was the floppy vinyl kind that only took shape when you filled it. The sides were taller, so you could put more water in it than the hard plastic pools, but there was no slide. In my five-year-old view, life was just plain unfair.

It got to the point where my brother and I (okay, mostly me because my brother was only two at the time) had to get creative. We had one of those Fisher-Price toddler slides around, and we pulled the end of it up over the side of the pool. Finally, I had my waterslide! Unfortunately, every time one of us would slide down, we’d smack into the opposite side of the pool and let out a bunch of water. Mom had to come out and tell us to knock it off before we wrecked the pool, and the sliding was over.

I bet there’s a lesson in there someplace. Probably “you can’t always get what you want,” but the one I walked away with was this: when faced with an unjust world, don’t bother with the pool. See if the neighbors will let you play on their Slip’n’Slide instead.


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