Throwback

Exactly 13 years ago my uncle

gave me a teddy bear.

I was 4 but I clearly remembered.

Throughout my childhood

I played with it, dropped him on the floor,

and even neglected him after

getting new toys. Soon I replaced

him with a tablet that my mom got me.

Soon it was in a box full of toys down

In my basement.

Years later I found him

in the same dusty box that I opened out of curiosity.

Beautiful moments came to my mind

when race issues were about who ran the fastest,

and the worst pain I felt was

when I skinned my knee, when goodbyes

only meant until the next day…

And yet I couldn't wait to grow up.