Fireworks from Afar - lessons from my childhood
When all the kids in other neighborhoods were in the streets setting off fireworks with their families, we were up high, seeing them from afar. My mom just couldn’t afford the fire-sticks that spit specs of fire sizzling on the pavement to excite giddy kids. In fact, I was sure their eyes were lighting up as they watched their dads set fire to the sound shells that sent kids laughing and running down the street. Not us. We were the kids climbing up to rooftops (ours to be specific), to watch the bright reds, whites and blues, light up the sky, and sound off the booming sounds, as we pointed straight ahead because we felt as high as those fireworks. Our eyes squinted, unlike the wide-eyed kids on the other side of the tracks who were so close to the fireworks they could almost reach out and touch them. But, the popping of fireworks from a distance, were drowned out by the laughter of a few young kids, who celebrated the Fourth of July from a rooftop afar.
3 things I learned from climbing onto a rooftop to see fireworks:
1 – The sky is closer from up there, and you can still see fireworks set it ablaze from even the farthest of neighborhoods. In the same respect, you can look from a place (currently) that is the farthest from where you want to be, and see it from a different perspective. Even if you don’t like where you’re at, realize that even from there, if you can still see light, you are blessed.
2 – Kids aren’t aware of the difference of near or far, as long as their friends are close to them, they can still celebrate. After all, it is people that make these holidays worthwhile.
3 – Even from the darkest of places, you can still climb to the top and see the light.
How did you guys celebrate Fourth of July as a kid?