Monday, January 18, 2010
postcard (an exercise)
I am eight. Cousin Nae Nae is ten. We play spelling bee in her backyard. She is a know-it-all with her Minnie Mouse voice.
My Mama told me, “This is Georgia. You have to keep an eye on the ground.” I am worried about snakes.
Later, we ride bikes on the road in front of her house. It is all sand. I can’t keep up. We go inside to play with Nae Nae’s Barbies but she won’t share so I bite her.
I pretend to be sorry but really I am not.