Monday, November 2, 2009

Shift in Time: Haiku

Thank you for Nathalie's suggestion of the prompt this week at One Single Impression.


Kicking buttercup
style to my young teammate.
Childhood redux.


A "buttercup," in the parlance of kickball on the lower yard at Youngest's elementary school, is a drop kick. Youngest and I practice them every afternoon when we take the mutton head down to the field at school to run her (and my) butt off.

Drop kicking back and forth with a 7-year-old boy is no kick-back picnic. But it does kick me back in time to my own kickball-playing days in Alexandria, Virginia. The kids on the dead end we lived on would team up and play for ages. The shouts of protestations and accusations of cheating sound the same, as do the sounds of laughter and the noises of jostling for team captain status.

I don't need a time machine to go back in time. I can revisit my childhood pretty much anytime I choose. What I'm NOT looking forward to is a return visit to adolescence. Three times!
[Photo courtesy ozonegreer.com.]

8 comments:

zoya gautam said...

great ..

SandyCarlson said...

I enjoyed the whole post. I loved kickball, too. It was doable for me, and it was fun.

Jocelyn said...

Never heard of "buttercup" style; you have taught me!

I did cartwheels the other week, for the first time in more than 20 years. Some of these childhood sense memories are so sweet...like the first time I went down a slide with my daughter, when she was a toddler. I'd forgotten what laughs it could be.

Tumblewords: said...

I'd never heard of buttercup. The sounds of young rivalry and laughter can never go wrong. Adolescence. That's another thing.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Great image of ones childhood.
We call it hockey sac. A game play with your feet only.
Wonderful haiku.

love, Melanie

Shraddha@theselfloveproject said...

very enjoyable! i loved it..

Patti said...

loved it! And I agree with the return to being an adolescent. I work with them and live with one- not good-lol!

gabrielle said...

a lovely frolic to carefree days. We too are hovering on the precipice of adolescence. Daunting and dizzying!

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