The show-off25

I had just started running very slowly and I passed a little boy about six years old playing with his older brother on 150th Street. The younger boy said, “What are you doing? Just showing off?”

His older brother said to him, “Don’t say that. He is a very great man.”

The younger one said, “My daddy is far greater.”

The older boy said, “Our daddy is not as great as he is.”

The younger one said, “No, he is just showing off.”

“Don’t say that, don’t say that, don’t say that!” the older one told him.

When I was coming back after covering one mile, the two children were still playing. The little one again said to me, “You are just showing off. Go home, go home!”

The older brother got furious and shouted, “Don’t say that! Don’t say that! Don’t say that!”

RB 89. 30 September 1979