@postaday 317; #postaday2011. Maybe you misunderstood? I’d stand on the wooden seat and hold onto the chains and swing so high. My friends would bob up and down on the other swings. Some with rubber seats, some with wooden seats, and we’d swing in unison, and the whole set would thump and thwack and pull… Continue reading I used to swing.
Author: lavagal
Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.