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but I think he held back just a smidgen. Even at eight years of age, he was a true gentlemen towards me, he obviously had good upbringing. A quality I would love through the years.
     
                  Finally, we made it to my very secret pond, I named “Hana’s pond.”  The place I like to come to catch frogs, which grow nice and big here. The shoreline that surrounded the pond was lined with a couple lofty pussy willows, oak as well as maple trees. And in the winter, I would come here to ice-skate . When we arrived at the pond, almost immediately Abram decided he wanted to dive right in the nice cool water. Thinking nothing of it, he stripped out of his shoes , socks , shorts and shirt, down into his underwear, and then ran and dove into the water. I don’t think he had swum with a girl before. I just stood there, not knowing what to do next - I had never been swimming with a boy before. Suddenly I found myself riddled with shyness being around him, what was going on with me - this was Abram I was talking about. It was at that moment = not knowing why really - but I felt the differences between us, even without fully understanding. I was afraid of him seeing me in this manner, and more importantly, what I might end up seeing. Then it dawned on me, Momma was right, she was not trying to be mean to me, she was trying to spare me.
     
                  Up to water up to his neck, smiling back at me, “Hana aren’t you going to come in the water?  it feels great in here! Come on then. I don’t want to swim by myself, that’s no fun.”
     
                  I do not think he was thinking anything of the fact that I was a girl, and I too would be stripping down to my underwear, so maybe I should not be concerned either. “Ok but don’t look, until I tell you it’s safe - you have to give your word.”
     
    “Ok, I won’t I promise.”
     
                  I stripped down to my underwear- and hung my dress up on a branch. You should probably understand in the nineteen thirties , underwear was not very flattering. But I guess I suddenly found myself somewhat bashful being this exposed in front of a boy, even if he was my best friend. Then the little girl once more came out in me. And I dove in the water. And you know what, I had fun! The moment I broke back up to the surface, Abram was waiting for me, and began splashing me for a good hour. The fact that we were the opposite sex was washed out in the water, I once again completely forgot at it. The curiosity quelled.
     
                  Like that, we played and splashed water at one another. I think I was a stronger swimmer than he was. My innocence’s wasn’t lost on that day, by searching out answers that would ultimately lead to my inability of thinking like a child any longer - I guess I didn’t want to grow up just yet. Somehow, I no longer was curious about all that silly stuff Momma had told me about. I knew somehow, in time those answers would come to me.  In just a few short years in fact. But for now I didn’t want to become a women like my older sister just yet, I thought how dull she now was, I had witnessed how it had corrupted her. Always making a big deal about her developing breasts.
     
                  Funny thing, I had such a wonderful day that day with Abram, that day would bear out to be the first of many fine days I shared, at this very swimming hole. Over time, he would not only become my best and dearest friend, but the one and only true love of my life.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER THREE
     
          
     
                                “SCHOOL TIME”
     
     
     
     
     
                  I was not too pleased about the thought of having to start up school once more, yet not all the wishing and praying in the world for the summer to carry on, co uldn’t - and