Kick The Can

When

Love My Art Jewelry

announced their 

Art Spark Challenge for June,

I new what I was going to make!

The challenge was to think about a time when you were a teenager or younger and

design a piece of jewelry 

based on something you did well

and were proud to tell people about.

When I was a young 'un,

the things that I loved to do,

in this order,

were:

1) Read, anything and everything.

2) When I wasn't reading,

we were playing school, and I was either the teacher or the smartest kid in the class.  (Go figure, school was out, and here we were playing school.)

3) Play kick the can.  For those of us who remember, someone would find an old can laying around in the street.  (Do you wonder now how we managed to survive all of those germs?) S/he would begin to kick the can around.  Of course, others in the neighborhood would join the game until we all got bored or we were called home for supper.  I remember running all over the street, into yards, getting yelled at to stay away from the few flowers in arid New Mexico.  I remember jumping for joy when I got a turn.  I remember the occasional kick in the ankle when more than one of us attacked the can at the same time.  I also remember kicking the can so hard that I fell flat on my back! 

This monthly challenge brought back so many memories.  There were faces, bodies colliding, bent, dirty cans.

Fun in the summer, until we became too old for such nonsense.  Now, we remember.  I loved kick the can!