Hanging Out With Michael
Whenever
Michael came to visit his cousins, he would arrive on a Friday during the early
or sometimes late pm. Michael usually stayed until that Saturday evening or
early Sunday morning. Well, due to my curfew, I’d only get to see him for a short period of time on Fridays. We always
greeted each other with a big smile, a pleasant hello, and a very long invited
stare. When Michael and I first started hanging out together, we made a pact; our arrangement was based on an oral
agreement between us. Each time that he came for a visit, he'd
have Jen or Ren come upstairs to the 9th
floor and get me to hang out with them that Saturday before noon. However, the
reality of it all was that they’d come get me to hang out with him, lol!
Michael’s cousin Jen was usually the one to come get me to hang out.
Of course, I agree that was pretty sneaky of us, but after all, we were just kids! Back in
the day, it was strange how some people
as parents/guardians did not display a significant amount of concern when it came to nurturing/keeping an eye on their children. Well, as a responsible parent/adult today, if I currently had legal guardianship
over someone’s child, I would definitely implement several methods for
detecting sneakiness, especially when it comes to hanging out. Though
I must admit, I had the time of my life hanging out with Michael! Without a
doubt, we most definitely hung out together and I enjoyed every moment that we shared thanks to FATHER
GOD! Thank you, FATHER, for allowing us
to be together! Thank you, FATHER! Thank you!
Wholeheartedly,
for so many reasons, I believe that I was
falling in love with Michael. My heart always began to hurt so very relentlessly when it was time for him to go
home. The first Saturday that Jen came to get me to hang out was also the first time
that I got a chance to see Michael in action as Pig! As Jen and I walked to their front door, she said, "Jeannie, I’m not
trying to shock you, or anything like that, but don't be surprised, if we see
Michael sitting at the dinner table with a plate full of food, when I opened up
this door!" You know what? Being quiet and reserved, I just smiled
at her comment. Nevertheless, as we walked through the front door, I almost
couldn't believe my eyes! There stood Michael in their kitchen, rubbing his
stomach as he looked through the refrigerator for something good to eat! Although
I was quite shy, I actually felt like laughing my heart out as I stood by the
front door watching him in action! Then, he stopped
for a moment, smiled at me and went right
back to searching their refrigerator for some good eats! Oh, how I began to
laugh, so very loudly! I honestly thought by placing my hand over my mouth, I could control the laughter, but that didn't
help, not at all!
Just as Michael was taking containers of food out of
the refrigerator, he said, "Fried
chicken! I love my Aunt's fried
chicken!" Oh, how I laughed even
more so! With several containers of food
in his hands, Michael looked at me and smiled, once again. I laughed so hard!
I just couldn’t stop laughing! I covered
my mouth with both hands! I even made two attempts to tell them how sorry I was
for being so loud, but I could only get
bits and pieces of my apology out of my mouth. Then Jen looked at me and shook
her head, as she said, “Jeannie, you don’t owe us an apology, we all understand
how you feel; shoot, that’s just Pig being Pig! He loves food! I tried to warn
you before we walked through the front door!"
As Jen said that, I attempted to
control my laughter by taking deep
breaths in and out, however, the comments that Michael’s cousins
were beginning to make just cracked me up! Ren looked at him, shook her head
and said, “Oh, no Pig! No!” Michael’s cousin Big Fred laughed at him, as he
said, “Aw no man, not again! Just save me
enough to make a sandwich for my lunch!” Then, Jen shook her head as she walked
over to where he was and said, “Pig! Pig?
I'll warm it all up for you! As Jen hold
out her hands for the containers, Michael opened up one of them and got a piece
of chicken out. While Jen was preparing to warm up the food, she said, "Oh,
my GOD, I can’t believe that you're still hungry Pig, after that big breakfast
you had?!”
You know what, after each comment
that was made by his cousins, I laughed louder and harder! I laughed so loud
and so hard that I actually cried! Absolutely! As I sat down on their sofa, my
laughter turned into tears. Being there
with them made me feel like they were my family;
yes, the family that I never had an opportunity to experience that type of joy
and laughter with. Likewise, I remember those
days of sitting on the playground bench watching Michael play basketball with
Ren and some of their friends. The basketball court was located in the back of
our apartment building. Michael was pretty good on the court; however, there
was this one guy that they called Toby, who was absolutely incredible with a
basketball! I use to love it when
Toby played ball with them because he always sat
everybody down, including Michael, lol! You know, that brought about a
great deal of joy to my heart because the
sooner Michael had to sit down, the more time we had to hang out together on
those Saturday!
Yes, I enjoyed
every moment that we spent together because I knew that eventually, he‘d have
to leave soon. After they’d finish playing ball because Toby sat everybody
down, we’d all go back upstairs to Michael’s cousin’s place and look at
television for a while. Whenever it was time for me to go in because of my
curfew, Michael would ride with me on the elevator, up to the 9th
floor; sometimes, Jen or Ren would come along with
him. I always hated that our time together on Saturdays had to come to an end;
even though we got a chance to spend some
quality time together, nevertheless, I knew that eventually, he had to leave to
go home. I began to hate when Sundays came; oh, it wasn’t because I had to go
to Church, I loved going to Church, learning about FATHER GOD and Christ Jesus!
I also enjoyed singing in the Choir! It was because I knew if Michael didn’t leave late that Saturday night, he would more
than likely go home early that Sunday
morning. My heart always began to hurt so very badly, whenever I knew that it
was time for him to go.
Oh, there were
times when Michael wasn't able to visit,
and I missed him on those weekends when he wasn't able to do so. Naturally,
Michael and I started out, as friends and as time went by, we grew into each
other. We became more than just two hangout kids. Wholeheartedly, I fell in
love with him; I knew that feeling was meant to
be because it felt just right in my very heart and soul! Thanks to
FATHER GOD, Michael became my very best
friend for life! Thank you, FATHER! Thank You!
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