Summer Going Into the Fifth Grade

Up on our old tar roof, I watched Friday night football Bright lights off the stadium would shine past me. I could hear everything and nothing at the same time Score: 20-21, hurrahs, screams of young kids, and older kids. It was all a roar, a mixture of things seen and unseen, the stadium lights glowed like Hollywood lights Hollywood California, zip code 90210 I always imagined I lived in California – the climate was basically the same California was where everyone on every television show had ever lived it’s a fun way to pass time. Imagining places that could be home, when you’re young I swat at my one-hundredth mosquito that moment More importantly it is where Justina Saurez did not live – a bully to my mind and soul I contemplated what kind of actress I would be if suddenly discovered A Marilyn? Or Lucille Ball? The stars stared down at me, unflinching – unbroken by the night As I wished to be Another touchdown I was on the verge of something big - I could feel it The stars were telling me “There is something hidden away only to be shown to you on a very special day” But what is bigger than life?