Call & Response

The Response: Old, Little Red Wagon — Cheryl

This is the wagon my brother, sister and I used to ride down the sidewalk on our street. My brother sat in front and steered with the handle (which has gone missing); I sat in the middle (the safest position: I’m the youngest), and my sister sat in back and used her feet for brakes. We had so many good rides and so much fun. With all its rust and missing pieces, the wagon is too damaged for riding in, but it looks lovely with flowers spilling over the side (I still have to buy another petunia for the back end), and today, I was quite pleased with the reflections that showed up in the rain water.