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Jus across the Tracks

Story ID:6254
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA USA
Year:1930
Person:Chelsea Kansas Kid
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Jus across the Tracks

Jus Across the Tracks

Some kids are born in fine homes
Others were born in shacks
Some born uptown
Some jus across the tracks

In a poor part of town
You learn at an early age
That your Dad is working
For a bare living wage.

No fancy food
No new clothes
You get the hand me downs
A fact everyone knows

Share the bath water with your brother
On those cold winter days
Around that old wood stove
Then slip into those worn P. Jís.

My Mom said she couldnít understand
How our feet, legs and arms
Could get so caked with dirt
Jus playing on the farm.

We didnít have any store bought things
Like the rich farm boys
We had to make
Our own toys.

No fancy tools, no sharp knife
No fancy wood
No fancy work bench
In this neighborhood

All we needed was
A piece of a weather beaten wood
That we found on the ground
That was just as good,

Maybe a nail
Hammered with a rock
To give my toy airplane
A prop

All the time Sis is watching
Giving me moral support
That the finished product
Will work.

All we needed was some imagination
A little kid ingenuity
We had it jus as good
As those rich kids in the city.

Monte L. Manka 08-19-10