johnny pump

Then the johnny pump is blasting cool water everywhere and us and other kids running through it, refreshed and laughing.

No more getting wet in the johnny pump or standing with two fisted hands out in front of me, a dime hidden in one, chanting, Dumb school, dumb school, which hand's it in?

Our friends standing in the moment— string halfway wrapped around a top, waiting to be tagged and unfrozen, searching for words to a song, dripping from the johnny pump, silent in the middle of Miss Lucy had a ..