My Random Stories

(All photos and videos courtesy of Google) Playing with tires was a way of life and I believe in some ways was a form of expression, or better art. The largest tire would be used for to do somersaults (Back flips and front flips). We would use it as an elevation device, whereby you jump on it, gain air, flip and then land (unfortunately, I never managed one). The most bizarre thing, nobody got hurt or worse died after a flip (We must have been tiny super humans). We would always use a tractor tire for our amazing stunts. Maybe we should have started a circus, “Come watch the amazing children of Msaponi Court Sector one do flips.” We would have been a hit. The big tires were also used to ‘ferry’ people. Of course the biggest kids pushed while the smaller ones went for the roller coaster ride. The small one would go into the middle of the tire and sit in an arc position. The tire would then be lifted up and pushed. The child inside would go around and around, and when he

(All photos courtesy of google) If you were to ask me what I remember about my childhood, I would draw a blank. There was so much that happened in my childhood I would not know where to start from; my first crush, my love for video games, the games I played, the people I disturbed, the friends I had, the places we lived, how we lived, how I performed in class, my dreams…I mean I can go on and on and on. We all had or have a childhood (Some are still sweet 16) and we all had our moments of joy, pain and tantrums (I have not heard any good reports from my mom) but one thing I loved was pushing tires across the estate. As a group of friends we would find old tires that used to be thrown away without the rims. If it was muddy or dirty, we would wash it and push them outside the house. It might sound silly, but we would push them in line like a motorcade. The person upfront would have the smallest tire, while the person at the back would have the largest (Preferably a tract