Johnne C Moore

School Shots

I remember that day, it was always an exciting but also a little scary. We had to awake early and eat breakfast; really only time other than Saturday and Sunday my mom would cook a big breakfast. Those were my younger days when I sported an afro and ma duke would put that sulfur 8 in my hair and pick it out real clean and nice. Then put he Vaseline all over me because I had that bad dry skin (what I know now as eczema). It was me, my mom, and my sister(my pops was in the U.S. Army so he was not there at the time). We would get on the city bus for a trip I enjoyed but my sister hated. I would look out the window and play a game that was really simple. Don‘t know the name of it but I do know we would name a color and as we looked out the window, if that color car came by then that car would be ours (In our imagination). I always picked red back then because most corvettes, camaros, and chevelles were red. It seemed like a forever ride to me but we were just going downtown; in which the city bus route might have been 30 minutes at the most. Once we got to the bus terminal downtown we would walk another ten minutes to the clinic which was right in front of the hospital.