Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Describe what 4th of July (or your country's equivalent to Independence Day) was like for you as a child.
One particular 4th of July came immediately to mind. I think I was maybe 12 or 13 and I went with my dad to his friends house. He & his friends had a 'band' and in the woods, down a dirt road, was their band house. It was a shotgun shack, barely held together, and covered top to bottom with metal signs they'd collected over the years. The band house was in the clearing, at the edge of the woods, in a grazing field for cows. Being young, I didn't even think of ticks or snakes or anything that could possibly go wrong, I just wanted to run around with my friends and shoot fireworks. All my dad's friends had kids around my age and so we had this gang of about 8 or so of us, and we had the best time. I remember swimming in this pond, having mud-fights, water wars...We'd play music and dance, shooting fireworks all over the place. I had a fondness for (still do, actually) sparklers & roman candles. Those were always my favorite. This particular 4th, random people started showing up by the car full to watch our 'fireworks show'. I remember this van full of hippies...yes, seriously, hippies...pulled up, bringing homemade wine in huge buckets. I remember the boys there trying to be cool and sneak some, showing off for the girls.
Being a child, you don't realize the potential dangers - fireworks exploding in your hand, the possibility of burns, the dangers in the woods, etc....life is just about having fun at that age. I miss that, the freedom & fearlessness of youth.