What would you do when you are bored?
Would you watch tv. Would you go running ?
Would you go at your friends or cousins' and Rade their fridge.
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As we grew older distance took a toll on us because My uncle ditched God for weed, alcohol and friends. My mother didn't want us going to our cousins' anymore because she thought it would have negatively affected us in some way. They stopped coming over and all play was cut off for over three months.
So technology was now the hobby. From 6am to sometimes even 12 we'd sit in front of the TV looking at cartoons we'd seen one millions times or more and we wouldn't even get tired of the pain in our eyes. All of a sudden, someone would step in front of the TV and turn it off. A congregation of moans and complaints would go off. About two hours later, tears would be falling from our faces and we'd repeatedly say "ma' I'm bored" and my mother would ask us if we wanted something to cry for and we'd silence ourselves for a short period of time , a few more minutes passed and it felt like an hour and I'd go to my father and I'd give him the complaint of the day
"dadddeeeee, I'm bored "
" go watch tv"
"Mommy said we can't"
"Go run around the house ten times"
I'd fuss while laughing and then I'd say seriously
"No,I'm good"
Those days seemed like the longest most boring days.***
Sometimes we'd experiment with food. Fight each other,make mischeif,dig holes and play scare crow. Draw in the sand. Write on the walls with coals and then scrub it off after. Play with our dogs. Run relays from the front of the house to the back. Walk on walls. Send echos through the neighbourhood. Sit on my uncle's water tank. All Tha because we were bored***
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