Laying in my bed Friday night, I was awakened by the sound of
shrieking and screaming. At first, it
was just one or two voices, then, there were many. Nearing midnight, it was odd to hear such
things. I looked outside of the front
window and then went out on the porch to see what all the commotion was about. No one was in sight. What on earth could be going on? Was I imagining things? Maybe it was just someone pulling a Friday
night trick. I returned to my bed
thinking it must have been some fluke or maybe the sounds of my niece’s
cartoons on the TV as she fell asleep.
Then, there it was all over again...screaming and leaves
rustling in the yard. The sound of fast
feet running back and forth. My
neighbor’s huge dog was barking too. As
I looked through a different window to get a better view of my backyard, I
caught sight of the culprits. Twelve
little bodies were running furiously in the backyard. In an intense game of midnight tag, this gang
of school kids were having the time of their life.
It turns out that my neighbor Michael was having a birthday
party and sleepover for his daughter Amari. Amari needs all the fun she can get before she continues the serious
business of riding on the campaign trail for her candidate of choice, Barack Obama. She has been on a multi-state tour in support
of the presidential candidate. Papers
like the Washington Post and the New York Times have picked up photos of her
efforts to sway political opinion. For
now though, Amari’s just another East Durham kid relaxing at her birthday party. But
even that is an opportunity for Amari. She turned her party into a fundraiser of sorts by deciding to donate
all her birthday gifts to charity.
I’m so glad I was woken up to catch such a sweet reminder of how wonderful childhood can be. Those children were out there without a care in the world, and at the same time, caring more about the world than we could imagine. Hopefully, their spirit is contagious...tag you’re it!
I kind of figured it would go this way. The neighborhood I lived in for about 10 years was just like this. We played games of tag, war, football, baseball, pig and other games at night (especially if there was a full moon).
Honestly, I was hoping the house would be some poltergeist or something, haha.
Posted by: allen | March 04, 2008 at 08:18 AM
Thanks for that uplifting story. I wasn't aware of the world outside my home town until college. It is GREAT to know that there are kids out there right now who already care and know enough to make a difference.
Posted by: Melissa Rooney | March 04, 2008 at 10:22 AM
I agree, it's refreshing to hear stories about how the kids of Durham aren't all gang-banging thugs. When we moved to Durham, I was pleasantly surprised to see the neighborhood kids - ranging from 3 to 15 - having bicycle races up and down the street and playing catch in the cul-de-sac. I'm glad that our kids are still able to take the time to be kids.
Posted by: Emily | March 04, 2008 at 01:47 PM