It was a nice day today. The sun had finally come out after it rained for five days straight.
I wanted to play outside… real bad.
ME: “Mommy, can I go outside and ride my bike?”
MOM: “Are you finished with your homework?”
ME: “Yes, Mom.”
While I was waiting for my answer from Mom, I stayed in the same spot,
looking out of the window.
Mom's voice echoed behind me.
MOM: “OK Honey, just be back by dinnertime, when the street lights come on.” she said.
While watching all of the
my eyes stopped at Earl, a kid from the neighborhood. I see that he is now bald.
I mean, all the way bald.
ME: “That’s funny.” I said to myself, “Well, last year he had a head full of hair.”
I go outside.
ME: “Hey Earl, what happened to your hair?”
EARL looks down.
EARL: “It fell out.”
ME: “What do you mean, fell out? I mean, how?”
He put his head down.
EARL: “I got cancer.”
I scratch my head.
ME: “I thought that only grown ups get that.”
Earl spoke up.
EARL: “Nope, kids get it too. When I was in the hospital, there were a lot of kids like me in there.”
ME: “Wow. Earl, does it hurt?”
EARL: “Yes, it does. But my mommy stayed with me, and I made lots of friends.
We were there for each other when one of us felt sicker than the rest of us, some days.
But the doctors told me that I am in remission, well, I mean, OK for now.
So I'm home now.”
I saw that Earl was just like me. Earl is a kid that likes to have fun and play.
He went to school, did his homework and had a family that loved him.
Yes. He was like me.
Everyone wanted him to get better.
I wanted him to get better.
ME: "Earl, I am glad that you are home. Do you want to ride our bikes together?”
He grabbed his bike and rode ahead of me.
And we played together until dinnertime, every day.