The Skateboard

December 9, 2012


At lunch on Friday one of the boys was talking about his dad’s skateboards, and I had a flashback to my skateboard. Let’s gather around for storytime, shall we?

When I was a kid (6 or 7?) my brothers each had a skateboard. Now this was waaaaayyy back before there was all this ‘lots of room for your feet’ nonsense. These skateboards were skinny – the only way the entire soles of both your feet would fit is if you were treating it like a tight rope. Here’s an example.

The boys were pretty good on them. The wheels were like rubber roller-skate wheels. Not in-line skates, but wide, wide cylinders of clear rubber. The ‘shocks’, or whatever they were called, were nice and loose, so turning was possible. I would occasionally take timid little tries on their boards, but I was clumsy and they seemed too wobbly.

I decided I wanted my own.

I asked my parents if I could buy one. They said ‘yes’, but that I’d have to pay for it myself. Oh, the agony! Apparently I had a savings account, but I have no idea how money got in there. (I don’t remember getting an allowance, but there’s no telling. I do remember that I was tight with the cash that I had because I liked feeling rich. I would trade coins in for pennies so I could fill up my purple Crown Royal bag with maximum bulk.)

Anyway, we went to Clubb’s Ben Franklin and I plunked down sixteen dollars of my somehow-earned money and bought – not a yellow one like by brothers’ – a pink skateboard. My own! My own! My very own!

I never learned to ride it.

Nope. I was still pretty clumsy on it. I’m pretty sure this was back before elbow pads and helmets had been invented, so I was a goner for sure. It even had rock-hard shocks so there was no wobbling (also no turning), but I decided that I was better off perching my bony butt on it and using the sprinkler key as a paddle, rowing around the neighborhood like a dork.

Good times. Still can’t ride a skateboard.

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Lauren Sommerer is a preschool teacher who likes to build prototypes, grow cats, cook things once, save money, reduce, reuse and recycle.

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7 Responses to “The Skateboard”

  1. Brad Said on:

    I don’t know what a sprinkler key is, but that skateboard looks very familiar. I don’t think I had one, but somebody I know did. Maybe a cousin?


  2. Peggy Said on:

    I like the sit down version of skateboarding! Genius!

    And I don’t know what a sprinkler key is either. Are you sure it went to the skateboard?


  3. Peggy Said on:

    One of my favorite such items as a child was the pogo stick. We would bounce for hours. So of course when my kids were little, I got them each one. Of course I had to try it to see if I could still master it. With excitment I went for the first jump and … thump. It just bottomed out. No jumping. Then I read the weight limit on the box. 70 lbs. Oops. I least I didn’t break it.


  4. michelle Said on:

    Think of the upper body workout that you got rowing around the block! Probably was good for the back and abs too. You were a fitness guru in the making.


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