psolis – Page 14 – Another Day at the Point

At the Waldorf Astoria

I can’t believe it, I am really going to sing at the Waldorf Astoria!

My school organized a performance in front of some very important people on Park Avenue. We have been practicing many holiday songs and some typical New York songs like “New York, New York, it’s a wonderful town!” So today is the day – the day to breakout from this shell. I get dressed in my best, blue suit and tie. My brother walks me down 156 Street, west towards Prospect Ave and over to the school. At the school, we all board the sunshine, yellow school bus and make the ride over to Manhattan.

Waiting backstage, we prepare for them to lead us onto the performance platform. We all just chit-chat about the latest toys we have and the possibility of greatness.

As we get ready to enter the stage, I become aware of how big & how important this day really is. The teacher tells us that the U.S Ambassador to China, and Henry Kissinger are in the audience.

This would have been the opportunity to get out. I wish my parents would have been here to see Mr. Kissinger. I know my mom would love to meet him, since she is always talking politics.

She would be so excited to tell him the ‘few words’ she always wants to say to him. And I know they would have been proud of me, up on stage singing like a bird who has found a new joy in life. The door is opened & I am ready to fly.

I wish my parents could be here to see me soar!

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Today, I saw the Face of God

How beautiful! The idea of God is so beautiful and loving.

But I cannot say the same for his creation, man. How can we be totally so much the opposite!? We live life like it does not matter – Like a human life has no value at all and some people are willing to steal a life in a New York second.

But I now know God has a plan for us all.

Today, I cut class and was hanging out at the Prospect Ave EL train station. Just hanging & talking to the toll collector.
“Kid, why are you not in school?” he asks.
“oh, I’m just waiting for the next train to arrive.”

See everybody in PS-32 is talking about SUPER KOOL 223’s new tag. He painted it on the side of one of those new #5 train cars. The cops are really after him for what they call ‘graffiti.’ But this tag is supposed to be like no other tag riding the rails and I’m dying to see it!
I waited for, what felt like hours and still no tag. I’m getting tired! But as I’m getting ready to leave, the strangest thing happens!

This guy, tall skinny non-descript kind of guy – don’t know why I noticed him anyway – is standing at the edge of the platform. His toes are hanging off the edge.

Behind him is this strange dude. A short guy with dark eyes and shiny, almost oily, hair. You know the type that stands out on any train platform. I noticed that he was casing out the tall dude. Sure enough – as the tall, skinny guy leans out to see the train as it approaches, the short dude steals his wallet and – almost as if to say ‘gotcha’, leaves his mark by pushing the tall dude in front of the rushing train.

Wooosh!!!! Ratta tata tata!!! wooosh!!!

Holly shit! That was way too fast!

The train is an express, heading downtown, and it just barrels right thru the platform, non-stop as if it was running late for something. We all run out to the yellow-stripped, steel edge of the platform to see what’s left of him.

As we lean over, much to our amazement – the guy is just laying there face down! I can’t believe my eyes! Nothing happened to him! He landed in a deep, dirty pocket between the tracks, where all the wind-swept trash accumulates.

He stands up and just dusts the dirt off – as if nothing happened.

Today is truly an amazing day! Holy Fu%&! ‘didn’t get him!’
He has something to be thankful about – Today was not his day to die!

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The Wild Things…

Today, I decided to go to the library after school. It’s been over two weeks that I’ve been there and I’m dying to get a book called “Where the Wild Things Are.”

It is a story of a kid who is not understood at home and runs off to a land where he is king of his kind – the “Wild Things.”

There’s nobody home anyway so what’s the use of hurrying home to be alone.

I walk down 156th Street on my usual path and normally I don’t run into any trouble, but today is different. A few blocks from the school, past Prospect Ave, there’s a store where I usually stop to get some candy. The owner is really nice. He talks with me not to me. Always concerned for me being alone.

“Do your parents know that you are out here alone?” he questions me.
“Sure they know. They let me go to the library.” I reply, with my tough guy voice, so that he won’t know that I am telling him a lie.

No matter what I tell him, he always treats me nice. One time when I did not have any money, he gave me candy for free.

As I approach the store, a bunch of Savage Skulls come charging out the door and bump into me.

“What the hell kid! Why did you bump into me?
His friend adds “Yeah! what the hell kid!”

He grabs me by the chest and lifts me off the ground. At that moment the owner of the store runs out and yells

“Get out of here you bunch of animals! You wild things!!”

They all ignore him and continue as if they were the kings of this domain – nobody can touch them. They ignored the screaming lady and ignore me as I yell at them

“let me down!”

As I’m dangling, another guy grabs my feet and pulls them up.

“Nice Keds kid!”

He pulls out a knife and reaches down to cut the laces in order to take them off my feet, when Max – the leader of the ‘wild things’ walks out the door.

“Put him down! Lets get out of here before the pigs come! Lets go!”

Boy that is the closest I’ve come to loosing my… Well, I can’t draw myself to say it.

The owner takes me inside and gives me a glass of water and some free ice cream. Wow!

“I know that life is hard here, but I never thought this would happen.”

Needless to say I did not make it to the library for my book.

I just went home to where my warm supper must be waiting for me.

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