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The Two Cent Ice Cream Bandits

Updated on February 6, 2010
Ice cream truck
Ice cream truck

Short Story

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.

Ice Cream Truck
Ice Cream Truck

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?

(c)2010(Sharon Smith)


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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    Hello ralwas, memories of golden days.They make you laugh just to think of them.Thanks for your story as well....FUNNY:) to cute character.

    Peace and Thanks for the visit.

    Sharon Smith

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    ralwus 8 years ago

    Cute story. I lived out in the boonies when young, but we had a 'huckster' that came around once a week in an old red bus. He sold brooms, mops, Tide, bologna,bread and the like from the back door by the road side at the end of the lane. He also had penny candy and ice cream and soda pop. No way could we cheat him. Fond memories tho'.

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    Fits4life thanks for taking the stroll with me down memory lane.

    God Bless!

    Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    agvulpes thanks for going back in time with me.God Bless you and yours.

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    Cherri Brown-Jett 8 years ago from Richmond

    This hub brings back precious memories. Thanks for the stroll down memories lane.

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    Peter 8 years ago from Australia

    I can just picture you, sorry that "little girl" so enjoying that ice cream. My grandkids do exactly the same thing. My childhood goes back to when we had horse drawn carts selling the ice cream LOL :-)

    Sharon great story.

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    MBFIII, OH what a owesome reply to my story as a little girl loving that old icecream truck.Wonderful poem I love it very much.It made me laugh as much as writing it.Thanks Sharon Smith

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    MFB III 8 years ago from United States

    Summer's Frost.

    I remember the bright

    melodies of it's chimes

    each kid hollered "Hey, mom

    got some nickels or dimes!"

    as that white knight on wheels,

    decal plastered, drove slowly

    bringing sweet icy treats

    thirsty children found holy.

    In lopsided runs with coins

    clenched in their hands

    they came gazing at pictures

    and yelled thier demands,

    "Gimmee popsicles or an

    orange pushup!" they'd scream,

    as their cash went Clink-Clank

    in his coin-change machine.

    Then he'd turn to that door

    with the big metal latch,

    icy mists from it poured

    as he opened the hatch,

    Each child's eyes grew as sharp as

    a prowling young fox is,

    as he reached deep inside

    and he rustled those boxes.

    Then he'd pull out a brightly

    wrapped treat-on-a-stick

    that was grabbed and was gone

    like the kid, oh, so quick,

    to the shade of a tree

    where they'd soon meditate,

    on the sugary taste of

    that ice cream they'd ate.

    Then that white knight into

    Summer's heat lumbered on

    leaving pleasurable chills

    in the places it'd gone.

    I loved your story....lotsa sweet memories

    around ice cream.~~~MFB III

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    You are welcome Coolmon2009, yes memories are so good.Thanks to you.

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    Coolmon2009 8 years ago from Texas, USA

    Thanks for the memories; reminds me of ice cream on a warm day growing up

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    Hello,Micky Dee thanks for taking the trip with me down the road of goodold days!and thanks for reading.

    Sharon Smith

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    Micky Dee 8 years ago

    Thanks for the trip. Our town was so small we didn't have an ice-cream truck. Of course we had no money to buy any anyway. We were so poor, my parents couldn't afford to have children, so our neighbors had me. Thank you for a beautiful trip.

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    SwiftlyClean 8 years ago from Texas

    Thanks for reading about good times gone by.

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    TINA V 8 years ago

    I just thought you might be one of those two girls who love ice cream. Nice hub. . .