Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Memories

No hopscotch to be seen. But lots of hopscotch memories. This is the school yard of my primary school. When I was there there it was just a yard, no jungle gym, wooden or otherwise, just bare concrete. We enjoyed our breaks nevertheless. I remember marking hopscotch outlines on the ground and hopping to our heart’s content.

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Hopscotch