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Mudassir Ali
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Behind our garage, there was a lot of dirt. We were permitted to dig holes so long as we filled them in when we were done.
We had just dug and refilled a hole when it rained creating a hole filled with mud. The hole was about four feet deep, just deep enough to put my brother in it. He got stuck and called out to mom.
Mom instructed us to pull him out, but the suction pulled his shoes. Mom told us to dive down in the mud to retrieve his shoes. We were covered with mud, on our bodies, in our hair and all over our clothes.
After a while, mom called us to come in. We had to strip our clothes off on the back patio where she proceeded to wash us off with the hose.
She had a warm bath ready for us and served us hot coco. We were given a lecture about not teasing a sibling.
She never objected to us getting dirty or muddy.
And that is the dirtiest thing I did as a child,but it was not the last time I was covered in mud.
The whole neighborhood were full of “free range” children that were allowed to be outside without supervision.