I sit on the grass of the playing field at high school
hey Naaman Ro says who's the skirt?
he points over the field at a girl looking at me searchingly
no idea I say why?
she's been gazing at you for ages he says
I look at her standing there dark hair sad looking face gazing back at me
I saw her in the playground the other day when it was beginning to rain and I called out to her I remember now I say
Ro shrugs so what? she's just a piece of skirt he says how about a kick around with a ball? he asks
sure I’ll be there in a minute
he goes off with the ball to join other boys on the field calling him
I watch him go then look at the girl she looks away
I walk over to her hands in my pockets put on my Elvis smile
she hesitates as I approach you ok? I ask
she looks at me her eyes are dark as her hair deep and warm
just looking at you that's all she says nothing wrong in looking is there?
no nothing wrong I say want to have a walk?
she looks at her feet the shoes are well worn the black faded
your fiends might not like me with you if you want to play their ball game she says not looking at me
we can walk no harm done I say
she looks at me her eyes are shy
don't know she says
ok I say up to you
I begin to walk off
wait she says I guess I could walk with you
I wait for her she comes beside me and we walk away from the boys and their ballgame and along the fence towards the play area with seats and benches along the walls
I feel her nervousness she seems tense
relax I say I won't bite
we walk by the wall she says nothing her eyes on the ground
you got any sisters or brothers here?
she shakes her head
what's your name? I ask
Shoshana she replies looking across the playground your is Naaman isn't it? she says
yes I say how did you know?
I heard someone call you the other day she says
I want to touch her feel her hand or arm or maybe talk longer but she seems out of her comfort zone and I hold back
best go now she says
and walks off back to the girls' area and I watch her go holding on to the slight perfume she had I sniff it in it breath in into me it's not bad.
A BOY AND GIRL AND A WALK TOGETHER AT SCHOOL IN 1962.