"GRANDSTANDING"

near old ahs was our famous grandstand.

ours were experiences of grandstanding. some settle their differences behind it where blackeyes and torn shirts were memories. others hone their peeping tom skills. many others share test questions and answers in clandestine "radio" broadcasts.

seldom have we used it for its real purpose. of course, we never needed exercise, diets, aerobics nor calisthenics. poverty has made us trim and fit.

over there, i have lost dreams of being a basketball player or a long distance runner. but up there on the bleachers i can see beyond ahs and the hills of quimantong. there is freedom in dreams and goes beyond what we are. even if they are impossible.

now, i have gone beyond ahs and traversed those hills.

but the grandstand is gone.

and with it are memories.