Way to play.

Hello, fellow bloggers!

We left off on my moving to Roselle Park.
We got a great deal on an upstairs apartment in a complex next to Warinanco park. The place was gorgeous, calm and definitely the right choice when thinking about raising a child.

I was a very active child, I loved going to the park and playing; from morning to night.
Of course two things stood in my way.
1) School ... which of course didn't really bother me during the summer time, and that's the park is extra perfect to go and play.
2) My mother ... it's not like she wanted me to not go out, but she had no choice. I had to stay with babysitters so she can go work and we could keep that place.
Since I wasn't able to go out as much as I wanted, I decided to improvise indoors.
I would get so much crap from our land lord and the downstairs neighbors for rollerblading in my living room, or jumping rope.
What was I supposed to do? I had to find a way to entertain myself, and had no backyard.
The worse thing was that my down stairs neighbor worked all night, and so he was obligated to sleep during the day. (Guess he didn't really get much of that because of me.)

The day my luck switched over was when my grandmother decided to come visit here from Uruguay. I was so excited! Who wouldn't be? I wouldn't have to suffer through another woman telling me what to do, and pretending to give a shit about me only 'cause she got paid. I would be able to be with my grandmother and my mother wouldn't have to stop working. Of course, it seemed that that was the way it was supposed to be at the time, but I see now that it wasn't. My mother should have been able to spend more time with her, and yet she couldn't. But that was the price we had to pay to be in that country.

That summer, I felt liberated!
My grandmother and me went to the park every single day. She would sit out by the track while I rode my bike for hours around it. Just in a circle. 'Round and 'Round. It was so much fun, I loved it.  
Other times we would go to this pool thingy.
Very specific...I know.
It was a type of fountain with a giant pole in the middle that would shoot out water. All the kids would go there during the summer, I went alone, but at that age everything was so easy that I would always end up with a new friend to play with.
Safe to say i busted my ass a few times during that summer, also...ha-ha.

My grandmother became my best friend that summer. I wasn't ready to let her go and go back to the other women when she left, but the day came that she did. It was inevitable.

My mother asked her to stay but she chose to come back here because of her other daughter. She claimed that "she needed her to go back". And that was it, we said our goodbyes.

After that, I went back to babysitters and when September came rolling by, I became school bound.
Fun time, at least I can keep myself busy with other things. One of them being...

kindergarten crushes.