Remember being at a basketballl game at a school where there were thousands of kids. a game was going on. i remember being in a small hide out down the side of the basketball court and one of my close teachers was with my (from highchool) i was about to step out onto the court past a bue line, and my teacher told me not to, because there were rules and if i did there would be spectators watching me and i guess i would get in trouble(i dont remmeber the reason). I turned around and there was a basketball court and i walked out into it and there were a large number of african americans playing basketball. i remember sensing that one of them was my best friend, and we behaved like it but i cant remember that part either. i dont remember the entire thing, but i started playing with them, and there would be people shooting at the goal and people watching. i dont remember it being in a line or anything, just free. i was shooting from far away and missing alot, but was not taking it seriously, this is where i remember my best friend making a remark and me laughing. i remember a woman and small children coming with her far away from the goal and the grown woman would have the ball, the children would be at her sides and hold each others hands and they would be stuck to her. went hey were ready they would all charge at the basketball goal and get like right beside it and toss the ball of to the goal. i remember the woman missing a few times. when it was her turn again, the same children would be with her, charging with her to make the shot again. she did this multiple times, and i remember one time there being even more children with her, and me realizing that it wasnt her children, but just children that knew her. she would charge the goal again and do the same shot. she didnt miss everytime, made it a few times.
