We’re all in the 6th grade at 91.
Al got left back, DG got left back, Knuckle Neck got left back.
He moved here from the Bronx and is now off welfare.
Badz moved here from Bushwick and is now off welfare.
Dasks father went to Bushwick high school. Now we’re
all in the same class together. The salute is younger than us.
He shows up from out of nowhere.
The serg. Is in the class with the smarter kids and so is balls.
We’re in class together but because I got along much better with
the kids in the other class they would put me in there. Then
for academic reasons they would put me back with the serg
and balls. They would move me back and forth. DG won the
school spelling bee but because he was older he forfeited
and I was the runner up. I lost to cabbage. I spelled it with one B.
Me and dask at one time were inseparable. We went to the beach
one summer everyday by train. We were 12 years old.
Some women gave us a six pack of beer. We were hanging out on the
beach drinking a six pack.