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Children playing, formless making forms. There’s never been a better time to take a risk and spin faster on the merry-go-round. The sand beneath the swings holds scuff-marks from scrapes and falls, and also holds the promise of future joy and release into the air.
By Steve on 09.28.2011
playgrounds are awesome. you just dont see as many kids on them today. in 2000 i was 10 and still on a playground. my cousin is nine and hasnt been on one in 2
By allison on 09.28.2011
The world is my playground, and I can do whatever I want… I always feel like i’m living in one big playground.
By Carlos URL on 09.28.2011
The world is your playground. So play it! You just have to make sure you play it with your own rules.
By Rianne URL on 09.28.2011
In the playground the children joyfully swang on the swings, they slid down the slide and they spun on the roundabout. They hung from the monkey bars and ran around laughing and playing without a care in the world, at least not a care beyond grazing their knees. They skipped and danced each day, unaware of the future that beheld them.
By Lizzi URL on 09.28.2011
Ah, so many memories. The bullies, the gossiping, the spying. Children getting their head stuck in the fence or underneath the fort. I would like to talk to that fort. It has better memory than I do.
By Sarah on 09.28.2011
There was a playground at all of my schools, but we rarely went on them. I like the playground here in Carlsbad because it’s HUGE and it’s not really little kid like. I want to go there again. I hope soon!
By Damaris URL on 09.28.2011
I love the sides
By Carol Lamotte URL on 09.28.2011
children in the playground don’t know what’s ahead for them, so innocent. the roundabout, lie down and see the world spin.
By Bissom on 09.28.2011
I was with student x on the playground today. We did several gross motor activities to keep him engaged and interested. This does two things: it keeps student x feeling positive about the playground, and it also helps him stay engaged in a positive light during his set recess time.
By bvandervort URL on 09.28.2011
kids playing in the sand box. Warm day, nice weather. Everyone is smiling. Grass is green. Kids are enjoying themselves.
By Deimante on 09.28.2011
my favorite place as a child- could do anything with my friends. I remember racing across the playground to buy soft pretzels for $.10 from the PTA. My friends always gave me their money because I was faster and could make sure that we all got pretzels.
By Michelle on 09.28.2011
The playground was magical to me as a kid. It was were adventures and stories and the unknown could happen. Now that I am older, I watch the video game generation on the playground. They all look so bored. It is sad that the playground has lost some of it’s magic. The TVs must come off and playgrounds must come back.
By Charlotte on 09.28.2011
there are children playing. scraped knees. Laughter. childhood. I miss it. reminiscing. Missing old friends. a simple time. cooties. racing the boys for a kiss. monkey bars. kicking a kid in the crotch.
By Dani on 09.28.2011
The playground is a fun place for children. Many children spen their days growing up and playing with friends at the playground. Many teens and young adults frequent the playgrounds to relax and hang out. Adults take thier kids to the playgrounds so they can play, and older couples like to enjoy the day out at the playground and feed some pigeons.
By Alex Serna on 09.28.2011
When I was a child I played on the playground… I was shy and sometimes I didn’t get along well with the other children. I was hoping to find somewhere to fit in; sometimes I feel like i’ve found that place, but I don’t always know for sure. I am seeking the truth in this world full of lies. It has been forgotten.
When will we decide to take a stand?
By Becca on 09.28.2011
i think of children and how much i miss being in elementary school. everyone was so carefree and i was always scared of the monkey bars. we use to swing all the time and get in trouble for jumping off them. one kid hurt himself by doing that. which makes me think of tumblr and someone jumping off into a trashcan. i miss it in general i guess.
By Cookie on 09.28.2011
His children would ask to go to the park, and he would always agree to take them. He would sit on the bench and watch in the hopes that he would learn, again, to be happy with little more than nothing- just some sand, a few metal bars, and the people closest to him.
By Aaron M. URL on 09.28.2011
This word makes me think of the Madonna song from the movie “A League of Their Own.” This used to be my playground, this used to be my dream. This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend. She really isn’t that great a songwriter…
By Todd URL on 09.28.2011
The playground is a place where you meet friends. These kids take you through your schooling, and some you love while some you hate.
Most disappear when you go off to college, but some stay faithfully by your side.
You meet them there for play, but sometimes it develops into something more.
….my heart is not a playground; why am I getting played so much?
By Danny URL on 09.28.2011
When I was a kid, there was this girl that I liked. I wanted to give her a kiss, but she wouldn’t let me so I lifted up her shirt and bit her belly button. It turned purple and got infected. I got in HUGE trouble.
We ran into each other years later and that was all we had to talk about. Needless to say, I haven’t seen her since. I’m okay with that.
By Mark URL on 09.28.2011
When I was a kid I was always afraid to go down the big slide on the playground. It took me until I was in the third grade to do, while everyone else did it in the first grade. However, I was one of the best people at hanging on the monkey bars, I don’t know why, but I was.
By Sarah Kalaher on 09.28.2011
i was sitting on the jungle gym that the high school shares with the preschool for the gym classes, when josh came up to me.
‘we need to talk.”
“so first off who do you like?”
“Ally. who do you like?”
‘Aw i like you too’
and he kissed me :3
By kellie on 09.28.2011
I see children having fun. It is recess time and the energy coming from the playground resonates from one child to another. There is no time to stop, just time to run, laugh, and play. Soon it will be time to head back inside and settle into the classroom environment. For now, energy will be released, excercise will take place, and screams will fill the ears of all those participating.
By Staci on 09.28.2011
Play ground. definitions of playground is a designated area by a figure of authority most commonly used in childcare settings in which children can play freely outside in a safe and secure area.
By ellie on 09.28.2011
My playground is all for you. Imagine yourself playing on me. What fun we could have jumping on to the the swings, and fervently flying into the the sky
I have always wanted a playground of my own. Id visit it everyday and grow flowers among the slides.
I used to run out onto the sand feeling such release.
By Babble on 09.28.2011
Los ojos de David brillaban de emoción cuando salía a jugar con sus compañeros al patio de la escuela donde estudiaba. Corrían por todos lados, subían a los juegos y saltaban hacía abajo como si eso fuera lo más temerario del mundo. Ricardo soltó una pequeña risita cuando David perdió el equilibrio y casi cae por el resfalín. Pero la alegría de verlo correr y reir le duró poco, ya que pasados algunos minutos no pudo evitar comenzar a recordar el día en que lo vio por primera vez.
En ese entonces David era muy pequeñito, apenas pesaba tres kilos y tiraba del pelo de su madre sin entender aún qué era ese extraño nuevo mundo que lo rodeaba, tan distinto a aquel del que provenía. Solo fueron un par de horas en que lo pudo sostener en sus brazos y sentirse el hombre más afortunado del mundo.
Después se lo llevaron y una nueva familia lo adoptó. Bueno, la única familia que tuvo porque él nunca podría haberle dado eso. Eran adolescentes y ninguno de los dos era muy brillantes. No le podrían haber entregado un futuro mejor que el de ellos… o al menos eso se decía. Porque siempre existía la incertidumbre, la pregunta “¿Y qué si se hubieran equivocado?”.
By Julia URL on 09.28.2011
forming stars out of sticks on the ground, campground, playground, english is your second language, but you are young, and we all know the design of stars–
By robyn URL on 09.28.2011
Playground play come and play in the playground, playground. Rodney’s comin over to watch a dvd. Who’s cookin dinner? Not me.
By mer URL on 09.28.2011
the ability to say: I liked you when you were young.
before you were
more than raw bones and raw personalities, before straps slid off your shoulders in hotel rooms, before you wrote in eloquence and long looks across the room,
I knew you
when you were beautiful.
The big tire swing was her favorite, until Becca decided it was hers. Becca was North Crest Elementary School’s bully.
By Powers URL on 09.28.2011
I am saddened by the fact that not many kids play on playgrounds anymore. When I was a kid we lived across the street from a playground. We hung out there ALL the time. We pretended the merry go round allowed us to time travel. When it stopped spinning, we would arrive in a new land. We also built forts in the trees.
By robideau on 09.28.2011
We were on the playground at the elementary school where we had met seven years ago, where he first kissed me when we were ten. It was just the two of us. We layed on the slide together and looked at the stars.He turned to me and said, “I love you. I know I we sometimes fight and last year was kind of rocky but Im fully committed to you. Everything you do makes me love you more. I was thinking that you might not know how much I care about you, so heres a hint. Caitlynn, will you marry me?”
I didnt know what to say. Well, I did. I just couldnt find words. I nodded violently while a tear fell down my cheek.
We were on the playground at he elementary scholl where we had met seven years ago, where he first kissed me, and where he asked me to be his wife.
By Cydney on 09.28.2011
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