Which Reminds Me

Yes, so funny, what were we thinking, at 10 years old playing with the little girls who lived across the street from where we lived, and they would sell tickets to their friends and people down the street to come and see the little white girls put on a show. Ha ha ha! And we would get a big sheet of paper on which to draw the scenery for the show with crayons, and that was our backdrop, and I do not remember what we did for scripts. I completely forget what we did for a show. And then they would have a lottery and someone would take home a prize, although not us. We were the entertainment. But it did not matter too much what we did there, just being white was shocking enough to have people stopping and staring at us everywhere we went.