Boys were crawling into its dark mouth. I counted nine of them.
One boy stood about six feet from the opening with a stick in his hand.
Staring goggle-eyed, trying to figure out what they were doing, I got a surprise.
Out of the hollow pipe spurted a boy. He sailed through the air and lit on his feet.
The boy with the stick marked the ground where he landed. All nine of them came shooting out, one behind the other.
As each boy landed, a new mark was scratched. They ganged around looking at the lines.
There was a lot of loud talking, pointing, and arguing. Then all lines were erased and a new scorekeeper was picked out.
The others crawled back into the pipe. I figured out how the game was played.
After climbing to the top of the slide, the boys turned around and sat down.
One at a time, they came flying down and out, feet first. The one that shot out the furthest was the winner.
I thought how wonderful it would be if I could slide down just one time.
One boy, spying me standing on the corner, came over. Looking me up and down, he asked, “Do you go to school here?”
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