This is my offering for Sunday Scribblings, where the writing prompt today is "revolution".
The rusty old merry-go-round isn't there anymore, nor is the school where I spent my elementary years. They've long since been replaced by more modern facilities, but in my mind's eye I can still see the playground when I drive down that familiar street.
Many the lunch hour, recess, and warm summer afternoon we spent spinning round on that big metal disk... sitting, standing, and sometimes lying flat on our backs watching clouds sailing by, imagining we were travelling the world on some great adventure.
Life was simple then, and so were our playgrounds - no fancy equipment or brightly colored paint... just a tall set of swings, a row of monkey bars to hang from, a couple long wooden teeter-totters that could support two or three on each end, a long polished slide that grew hot in the sun, and an old merry-go-round like the one pictured above, that creaked and groaned as it turned. Sometimes, dizzy with rapid revolution, we feared it might break loose and send us all flying free!
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