Battery Powered Cadillac Escalade

One of my greatest toys as a child was my battery-powered Cadillac Escalade, an enormous five-hundred dollar car my mother worked so hard to get! My mom and grandpa even went to two different stores just to get it for me, because my mom really wanted me to have it. I remember being three-years-old and waking up to this half-scaled, maroon car and just being in awe at all the features it had! I remember it being roofless, and having a plastic key already in the ignition so that when you turned it, the car would buzz to life. It had two little gas pedals, and although the radio was plastic, it had three knobs. One was to turn it on, another to change stations, and the last to raise the volume. Best part? It was a AM/FM radio! A plastic, AM/FM …show more content…
One other occasions, when Donte would come to visit on playdate, him and I would drive circles in the apartment parking lot. Despite being a bit too young to drive a car, I actually drove it pretty well! I remember I always kept it at a slow pace, one, because I didn’t fully understand the functions, and two, because I drove on the sidewalk or in the parking lot and it was the safest speed. It was one of those childhood toys that you just can’t forget about because of all the fun and uniqueness about it. I made many memories in that Cadillac Escalade, many involving fun cruises with my mother, and those are just too good to forget. Growing older means going to school, and although I was bullied in my kindergarten year, it didn’t stop from making friends, specifically meeting my BFFL [best friend for life]. At five-years-old, I went to Lincoln Elementary, and after school I sometimes went to their after school program. It all started one wintry afternoon while most of the kids in the after school program had gone home, three other kids and I were stuck inside the …show more content…
All of my after school program friends were already picked up, and these three girls were strangers to me. Two of them were a grade or two above me, so that was intimidating, but there was another girl, and she was in my grade! At the time, meeting new people or being surrounded by them left me shy and awkward, so I decided to separate myself from them and go to the boardgames and puzzles the after-school staff had put out for us. It was in the center of the cafeteria, splayed out on one table, and I was the only one busying myself with a puzzle. The girl in my grade was hanging out with the older girls, so I didn’t think I was going to be bothered until she suddenly appeared right beside me! She was pale, slightly freckled in the face, and had silky, straight black hair. She just blinked at me and asked, “What kind of puzzle are you doing?” “Superheros,” I replied shyly. I didn’t care for them back then, but it was the closest puzzle next to me. “Cool! My name’s Ruby!” and without another word, she began to help