Swings of Dreams.

I used to play on these swings at this, my elementary school. My best friend Cindy and I used to tie up the two outside swings to play a game using the middle two swings. We called it "Twister". This involved one person getting a lot of height while swinging a circular motion and the other person, usually me, jumping in at an angle and great speed at just the right moment. This resulted with both swings and bodies being flung about very violently as the chains clashed and twisted together. A jolly time! To get the most violent jerking possible took split- second timing and considerable team work. I remember that once, at the most vulnerable moment where we were tightly would together at the top of the twist, some older boys came by and continued to wind us even tighter. Trapped, we screamed and swore as they tortured and twisted us together to where we could not breathe! Luckily they let us go before we blacked out. Pricks! These memories come flooding back when I revisit my fave swing set, with the amazing mountain view, on the grounds of David Livingstone Elementary here in Vancouver. Things seem to take on a clearer perspective when we go back and remember old friends and our half-forgotten dreams for the future. I can still see myself as that 10 year old girl, carefree and with nothing better to do than have pure simple swingset fun with a loving friend on a cold winter afternoon. So go back if you ever get the chance, perhaps to a fave set of monkey bars or sit on a beloved old bike in the family basement, whichever. You can time travel you know, I do! And here is the picture to prove it!