One crisp autom afternoon ,with trees weepingly declaring the end of summer, my two older brothers decided to take me to the local recreation center to play some ball.I was only 13 years old at the time and we didn't usually hang out much so I was really looking forward to going, and I was ready to go in no time at all.
Aparrently thats not what my brothers thought as I could hear my oldest brother Jamal running down the hall.''Hey abdussalaam, hurry the hell up or were gonna leave your short self hear'' he shouted as he pounded on the door to my room.
Jamal had a some what wolfish apearance ,with a frizzy afro ,hooked nose and sharp and pointed teeth. His birch wood skin gave him a much darker complection than my second oldest brother and myself.
''Yo, Jamal, let me barrow a pair of your jordan's today'' Hakeem yelled fastening his due rag as he jogged up the stairs. Hakeem's Galieth stature made him the taller of my two brothers, and he has the same skin complection as me.
''Nah bro, you know how exspensive them joints are? The last pair that I let you barrow had one of the tungs torn out and were missing the shoe strings'' Jamal said standing by the banister as he pointed to the shoe shelf which was visable from the top of the stair case.''Take a pair of my nikes instead Jamal said as I came hurrying out of my room.
''Bout time, Forrest'' Jamal said to me as he handed Hakeem a pair of nikes from his back pack.
''Hey chill, I was just lookin for my shorts man''I said stuffing the rest of my gym clothes into my duffle bag.
''Boy shut up, or I'll still leave your slow self hear''! Jamal said as he strapped his pack on.
''Then what are we waitin for, lets go'' I said ,runing towards the stairs.
As we were heading out of the house our older sister Yasmeen yelled to us from the kitchen and told us to be back by 6 pm .
''Don't worry Yas, we will''Jamal said as we left.
On the way to the recreation center we played taps with Jamal's new Spalding TM basket ball ,which I thought to myself probably wasn't a very good idea because Hakeem almost got hit by a car.
We arrived their in one piece however and found a fair amount of our friends there as well.
''Yo what up, Hakeem'' Marcus, a kid in our neighborhood said walking toward Hakeem.
''Hey what it is, Marcus '' Hakeem said as he tied his sneaks.
Marcus was about the same height as Jamal at that time and almost everyone called him pee wee because of how his head was shaped.
We started two teams of three players each. One team consisted of my two older brothers and myself.
The other team had Pee Wee ,a kid nicknamed speedy, and a 6 ft 6 in. 18 year old west indian nicknamed big shaah.
We had a fairly good game, other than the fact that we lost and when marcus knocked me down in retaliation for me causing him to fall with a crossover move. He did so by pretending to trip {Over what I honestly couldn't tell }.
''Ayyo Pee Wee, what the hell was that''Jamal shouted walking towards marcus.
''He was in my way'' Marcus said laughing as he stood near the bleachers
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''Hey you'd better cool it, or your going to be the next one on the floor'' Jamal said pounding his fist into his hand.
''Yo chill dog, my bad'' Marcus said backing away. That was the last time he tried anything like that.
On the way home I told my brothers I was sorry if I slowed there progress and cost them the game.And Jamal replied ''Are you kidding bro?, I'd chose you as a teamate over those clowns any day''.
