Building Community for Our Children


| 4/5/2010 11:50:42 AM


Tags: K.C. Compton, Building community, Raising children,

KC ComptonWhen the doorbell rang on Saturday morning, I wasn’t expecting anyone and wasn’t looking forward to interruptions. I had plans, and Important Stuff to Do.

I went to the door and instantly had to restrain my bouncy pup, who simply can’t hear children’s voices without wanting to join the party.

And it was a party. Three little girls, hovering in the 8 to 10 age group, bobbed and weaved outside my door. One wore a pink tutu over her jeans and the other had glitter on her cheeks, remnants from whatever previous game they had been playing.

Cheeks all a-flush with excitement, the eldest – who had either been elected to or simply commandeered the role of spokesgirl – quickly explained.

“We’re playing a game with another team of kids and are trying to see how much silly stuff we can trade in the next 20 minutes!

“This is what we’re trading,” she said exuberantly, holding up a half-used bottle of bubbles liquid.

kc compton_2
4/16/2010 2:44:26 PM

Hi Shannon--Thanks for the comment. Yes, their kid-years go by so quickly, and so often we seem to have our attention on all that's not getting done or the ways we're falling short of some vision of perfection we have. So much better, I think, to savor the sweetness of their childhood. Sorry about the triple posting. I was responding to Dave, but I didn't mean to be quite so enthusiastic! :=] --KC


s.m.r. saia
4/16/2010 6:27:16 AM

What a great story. It make me think of how quickly my little girl (four next week) is growing up; it made me both happy and whistful. Thanks for sharing it!


kc compton_2
4/12/2010 2:45:50 PM

What a great story, Dave, and how lucky your grandson is. I predict you have a gardener in the making there, with all that adventure in the dirt (or else lots of little trucks will be planted--which is what MY son always thought to do with piles of dirt, whether or not there were tomato plants in it). The neighborhood is lucky to have you holding down the Grandpapa anchor--a very important tether for everyone in the community. I hope you'll give us periodic updates on your energetic summer! --KC


kc compton_2
4/12/2010 2:36:40 PM

What a great story, Dave, and how lucky your grandson is. I predict you have a gardener in the making there, with all that adventure in the dirt (or else lots of little trucks will be planted--which is what MY son always thought to do with piles of dirt, whether or not there were tomato plants in it). The neighborhood is lucky to have you holding down the Grandpapa anchor--a very important tether for everyone in the community. I hope you'll give us periodic updates on your energetic summer! --KC


kc compton_2
4/12/2010 2:34:51 PM

What a great story, Dave, and how lucky your grandson is. I predict you have a gardener in the making there, with all that adventure in the dirt (or else lots of little trucks will be planted--which is what MY son always thought to do with piles of dirt, whether or not there were tomato plants in it). The neighborhood is lucky to have you holding down the Grandpapa anchor--a very important tether for everyone in the community. I hope you'll give us periodic updates on your energetic summer! --KC


nebraska dave
4/12/2010 12:57:53 PM

K.C., I think you are so right on with the neighborhood thinking. I live in one of those neighborhoods as well. In the surrounding houses there are no less than 12 kids in four houses. The neighborhood is alive with the ring of children playing. Before retirement the night shift was my friend so during the day while sleeping my driveway became the launching pad for hot wheels. With windows wide open and shades up my psyche just knew the neighborhood was in order as the sounds of playing children lulled me to sleep. At times I would have to complain to the neighbor next door that I hadn’t seen a new chalk drawing on my driveway yet this week. This week my grandson has come to live with his mother in my home so what better neighborhood to teach a young lad of five about life. On the first day after arrival the first thing he wanted was to play in the flower bed dirt. I instructed him that if he wanted to play in the dirt I would show him where he could play. I directed him around to the side yard where I had a huge pile of dirt and gave him a garden trowel and a hand cultivator. His eyes lit up and as his imagination started and he was looking for gold, found rocks that looked like diamonds, and couldn’t thank grandpa enough for getting him this pile of dirt to play in. Imagine that; no high tech game; no fancy movie filled with 3D graphics; just a pile of dirt and a couple of gardening tools. This summer will be filled with …. energy.





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