is difficult at best. And to get your hands on the elusive April, is proving difficult as well. The snows of last Monday, April Fools Day, have melted over the past week. Temps in the low 60's will do that to fresh snow. The first promise of spring arrived in the form of chirping robins, hungry for their worms. But the character of April is fickle, and it's best to keep your feet on solid ground until the Lady May arrives. April doesn't let go that easily.
In the Cottage,a tea kettle sings,the scent of cinnamon is in the air,and shadows from Aprils of the past are here for the taking. I reach deep into my scrapbag and pull a scrap with glistening,swirling marbles. The kind that children pull from their pockets. Tiger Eyes, steelies, swirlys and more. A colorful and innocent doorway to Aprils past.
A circle drawn on the blacktop of the playground, or on cleared-off, packed-hard dirt beyond the cement. A stick to draw the circle, someone to play with. A shooter, and your bag of miggies. Watch out!..your friends warn,"don't put in your best marbles, nor you favorite." Don't subject them to 'lost'. Many a marble changes hands during recess.
My marble bag was full. And every once in awhile, nearly empty. I was a serious marble player!
A mesh bag of the shiny little globes, available for a dime, maybe a quarter. Just hit the local Ben Franklin or Woolworts. Prices seemed to change from year to yaar,
Finding marbles for your child isn't difficult, the jump ropes only slightly more so...but jacks, especially the metal ones, in the original size with their little red rubber ball, now that IS a challenge.
Marbles figured largely in my childhood, and I have them still. One of the few things to survive the years. I'm not sure what it is about marbles... the colors, the roundness *VBS* Maybe the cool glassy-ness, or the tendency to roll away from you.
Remember the frustation of the teacher, as one marble escaped and rolled across those wooden floor?? It sounded like a cannon ball in a quiet room. And then the embarrasment as you picked it up and placed it on the teachers desk until recess? Ah yes, some of the shadows being caught are a bit more gray than silver. Are there marbles in your life???
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