Dear Rec,

Where I liked and disliked growing up. A free place to run into the fields, a place where tons of kids skinned there knees, a place where the droplets of water would splash out of a 10- holed pipe. Where throwing water at each other and chasing each other was a game. A place where smiles widen and droplets of water your eyes created ran down your face.

I memorized your entire address and how to get there. You walk to the end of the block, pass the big tree that has cherry blossoms, then make a right turn to the fire hydrant and walk two blocks down near the daycare center and there you reside.

A place where racism, segregation, and sexism evaporates into the air. A place where finanicial situations are not factors into the community. But people are blinded by your background.  Almost like a portal into a new world. This new world is filled with different types of people. White, Black, Hispanic, Carribbean, Indian you name it! Everyone unites and gets along just fine. You eat off the kindness of your Rec mates. You learn life skills that carry you during your stay there. Given to me by the one above, THE REC.

Sincerely,

A rec mate

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4 Comments
  1. Ikaika 3 months ago

    This poem speaks out of passion for what you once used to live in. I love the way you had used “place” and “of” as pieces to show what to pay attention to. The highlight I feel makes people more aware of the meaning of what you are trying to display.

  2. Kasandra 3 months ago

    I really like your poem, i remember my rec. All the kids from the neighborhood would go there an hour after getting out of school. My rec had 2 old hispanic ladies who would have there little table and carp and would sell candy, corn inna cup, juices, and chips. There was never any gang activity there thankfully.

  3. Malcolm 3 months ago

    Dear Keeba:
    I am really happy with your poem, “The Rec,” because it made me feel whole. The rec is a place a lot of people need to experience and visit not literally but there should be recs everywhere. A place where everyone can just have fun and be themselves regardless of their situations can be really helpful for a lot of people.
    One that stands out for me is, “A place where racism, segregation, and sexism evaporates into the air. A place where financial situations are not factors into the community. But people are blinded by your background. Almost like a portal into a new world. This new world is filled with different types of people. ” I think these lines are heartwarming .Thanks for your poem. I look forward to seeing what you make next!

  4. Chloe 3 months ago

    Dear Keeba :

    I am in love with your poem “A Rec,” because it reminds me of the park that I went to a grew up in. I like how it isn’t written like a basic poem, it is written like a letter and that is very creative.

    One sentence you wrote that stands out for me is: “ A free place to run into the fields, a place where tons of kids skinned there knees, a place where the droplets of water would splash out of a 10- holed pipe. Where throwing water at each other and chasing each other was a game. A place where smiles widen and droplets of water your eyes created ran down your face.” I think this is very nostalgic for me because this is exactly how it was for me growing up in Prospect Park.

    Another sentence that I loved was: “You walk to the end of the block, pass the big tree that has cherry blossoms, then make a right turn to the fire hydrant and walk two blocks down near the daycare center and there you reside.” This stood out for me because this is very very similar to the way Prospect Park is set up for me.

    Your poem reminds me of something that happened to me. One time I was riding my scooter in the park and the wheel had went over an unleveled part of the sidewalk and I fell and scraped both of my knees. It reminds me of how the park was a place where I made friends of all races and backgrounds.

    Thanks for your writing. I look forward to seeing what you write next because I really loved this poem and your creativity.

    -Chloe

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