sometimes I just want to write something quick and the
subject at hand is overwhelming.So lets just go easy to night.
3 weird things I experienced as a kid
1. Both of my grandparents lived in ghettos. We lived in a nice prewar one bedroom. Their
apartment building hallways smelled like pee because people would pee under the
stairs. I sometimes had to step over a drunk sleeping person to get up the
stairs to one of the apartments. It was scary and confusing. They certainly
gave their children better lives in whatever capacity they could.
2. Once our class was at some special mass during school
time and when we received communion one girl threw up. She held the throw up
from going on the floor with her hands over her mouth and the teachers or
priests rushed her to the backstage area of the church to properly handle what
to do with the throw up, which was holy throw up of the body and blood of
Christ I guess. I often wondered what happened to that throw up. Later the priest
came out and told us all what a good thing the girl had done, how she acted
correctly. I was glad it was not me because I would not have been able to act
3. Once I was walking to grammar school, maybe second
grade, alone. I do not know why I was not with my sister, but anyway… there
conspicuously in the middle of the sidewalk was a dead chicken, with all of its
feathers. I really cannot remember this part but it might have been stuffed
with pennies, which was a santaria thing. Even if it wasn’t stuffed with
pennies, it was so shocking, there on a new york city street, all shiny and
colorful, and me alone with the corpse.