The Two Cent Ice Cream Bandits
She was raised by a Mother and Father of great pride. What we would call a middle class family.Her father worked very hard to support his family a mother that was his support system when his days were ruff are just tired from working.She could remember days when the family was all together mom and dad watching as she challenged her brothers in a foot race or tackle football.School days were fun as well, but the most fun of it all at the age of eight was when the City would open a Fire hydren on the corner of her neighborhood block and all the kids would just fall in together jumping and splashing.Oh what a joy!, are just chasing the ice cream truck down for ice cream with another cousin on a hot summer day.
The two girls would chase that ice cream truck down screaming and yelling stop with their pattle balls in one hand and when that truck would finely come to a stop all the girls had in their other little hand was two cents. With their big smiles and joyful hearts they managed to get the ice cream they had wanted.
You see that ice cream truck had been chased by those same two cent bandits many times before, and to their surprise the ice cream man would just smile.It was very funny to him. Maybe he had made his Quota for the day are the little two cent bandits just made his day.Maybe he felt like for any reason if he had to robbed he much rather be robbed by the hands of the two little girls that he called the" two cent carriers".
The two girls would get their ice cream and turn to say thanks before flopping down on the curve to eat their ice cream and play pattle ball. They didn't want anyone to know about that great charm that they had on the ice cream truck.
Than the two cent bandits would gather with family and friends and complete their day playing jump rope,hop scotch,are they would sit and try to catch that little red bouncing ball that you threw up to pick up jacks with their small hands that carried only two cents.
Those were great days of years gone by.I wonder what ever happened to that ice cream truck,and is there a neighborhood out there with any two cent carriers chasing their ice cream truck?
Well that ice cream truck might have gone to the junk by now.But the smile and the heart of the two cent carriers still goes on.Just the sound of an ice cream truck takes me back.
( Thanks for reading I hope that it made you laugh; Oh yeah did you figure out who this little girl might have been?) Her favorite was the bomb-pop that was red white and blue and the push-up that taste like sherbert.
What was your favorite Ice cream when you were young?
What do you remember when you heard the sound of the ice cream truck coming through your neighborhood?