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Carpe Diem #1170
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Growing up in the southern USA in the 1940's and 1950's water fountains were marked . . .
whites only
colorless liquid
segregated
© petra domina
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Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
Amazing Janice..
ReplyDeleteJust what I lived. I could never figure out which one the Hispanics were to use. It worried me as a child.
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteHits as it ought to... great work. Sadly, the signs may be absent, but the attitudes are often still found...YAM xx
And it is worse these days. Hate crimes are on the rise. janice xx
DeletePoignantly expressed!
ReplyDeletePoignant subject.
DeleteSerious contention before. Now it all seems they are treating it like a joke!
ReplyDeleteHank
Sickens me to the core.
DeleteA wart that still lives just below the surface. A good write Janice.
ReplyDeleteThere are those that were never on board with the changes.
DeleteA wart that still lives just below the surface. A good write Janice.
ReplyDeleteExcellent haiku
ReplyDeleteThank you.
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