can you do an ollie?

So today I had the precious experience of meeting 3 young girls around the age of ten. One was carrying a skate board. I was getting my mail, and the were chattering like young girls, and I noticed one of them peek around the corner and begin to stare at me. We said our hello's and I began to turn and leave. Then two more popped around the mailbox square where I was standing. I asked them all their names and if they knew how to ride the skateboard. All three claimed to be experts. I watched as one pushed the other out of the way grabbed the skateboard and prepared to show me her movies. And she got on it....then, she stayed on it....not rolling, in one place. I said, c'mon let me see an ollie. So the sister proceeded to go get the skateboard and she got on and a little ways down the path she said, I really can do an ollie, I just can't do it right now. So then another girl showed me how she could jump on it.

Before they left they asked where I lived and I told them, and I asked where they lived. She told me. They became pretty distraught as the oldest one began to tell me about my apartment. She said there was a sad story my apt, and I responded with, " about the lady who died? how did it happen?" She told me she hit her temple in the bathroom. Basically, I am on a mission to see if I can come to the truth about how this lady really did die, in my apartment, because it seems to me everyone has a different story. Interesting.

After hearing that invigorating story the two sisters of the group told me they were moving out Thursday, I asked why and they said they didn't know. Walking up the stairs, Danny stopped me and asked if I had met his friends(referring to the girls I was just talking about) I smiled and mentioned how sweet they were, and asked why they were moving. He began to tell me that, apparently they got kicked out of their apartment because they're dad started a fight or made a problem or something, so after two years of living here these 2 young girls will lose any stability they had in their life. It's so sad to me. These girls need someone to protect them, love them, and make them feel safe. To talk to them, ride a skateboard with them, and treat them as though they are princesses, and who will fight for them? The apartment complex won't, their dad won't, it should be us. People are getting missed in the shuffle, Lord make me someone who plucks people from that shuffle and moves them into Your path. It truly was a sad situation.

On a lighter note, I saw Ray today, he was play nerf guns with a 4 year old and got one stuck on a big trucks windshield. He asked me to get it off, but I couldn't reach it.