I rememeber we'd watch all sorts of Ninja Movies then go out and practice in the woods behind the projects. The woods,we spent most of our time there building tree houses and clearing the ground for our Ninja training .
I guess the woods was our protection from all the bad elements in the projects. We'd start training early on Saturday morning. I kind of hated training so early because that was the time that the Sanitation Dump let off this awful stinch that swept through the Projects when the wind blew.
It smelled so bad I'd rather inhale a fart then smell that stuff again. But hey,what can you do but deal with it.
We used to find turtle shells along side the ditch same kind Fred Flinstone wore as a constuction hat.John would say someone in the neighborhood practice Voodoo and killing turtles was part of the ritual.
At the end of the day after training and playing Ninjas.Let me rephrase because we might have been kids but really took Ninjitsu seriously.
One day we decided after training instead of changing our Ninja uniforms and putting on our regular clothes we decided to just walk home down the hill from the other side of the woods to go home.Doing that took us to the other side of the Projects.
I had my pair of wooden Nunchucks and John always carried the Ninja swords we thought we were bad.
Until we ran into some street thugs that always hung on a paticular corner. I knew this would be a bad idea. I wasn't worried about me,no one really bothered me because my older brother Leroy had a reputation that got respect from everybody in the hood . I was worried about John a white kid wearing a Ninja suit. I guess thats was worse than being a Cop.
They called John out "Hey white boy,what you supposed to be a Fat Ninja." John always had a quick temper and he never thought about the words he chooses before he says it.Especially when its like 12 to 1.
But anyway John said "You Black Niggah!"
I never seen a white boy run so fast. He weighed over 200lbs and ran like a Cheetah. All you seen was this Fat Ninja running through the Projects with a Gang of brothers right behind him.
He ran all the way to the Police Station. I wish I could have seen the look on the Officers face when a Fat Ninja bursts through their front door with two swords in hand.
He was safe from the gang but got arrested for carrying illegal weapons.
I convinced my Mom to go down and get him out before his mom got home from work and found out what had happen.
He apologized for using the N word.I accepted his apology. I mean if I was put in that situation where somone called me a name that really hurt. I'd say something that hurt worse than pouring salt in a deep cut.
A year later after I entered High School John and I drifted apart. We went our seperate ways.
We'd see each other from time to time and say whats up and stuff but that was a about it.He hung with a totally diferent crowd ,headbangers they looked like rock stars and his whole attitude changed. I guess that happens as you get older.
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