What is your favorite childhood memory ?

Before anyone reads this bear in mind we were little then, innocent, my brother younger than i and i always decided what as best for my siblings, there are 7 of us and yes, i made them act in my version of the christmas play, so this was another adventure.Back when we attended Catholic school, we had another forced detention, i never understood why our father forced us to attend the school where were made target, being as we were the only students of color, scratch that the only peopple odf color, everyday was hell week revisited, this day i thought as my brother and i looked around would be no diffrent, we'd be chased into neighborhoods who were waiting for us with brooms and stiks yelling get out of here you dirty n****"s, as they waved their brooms and sticks at us, some as old as the pavement more sooner to meet their maker than later, not realizing that simply because you enter the house of worship on Sunday, that does not give you an onyx card with unlimited cruelty to treat prople any way of one's choosing the rest of the week.Hell,, we wore the same uniforms rheir chlldren wore, the only diffrence, is my mother di'nt play with me on making it a mini skirt, and my blouses were so spotless it could have won the white plus award everyday., so as we were running from our usual hunted down routine, the street was quit,as we looked around we noticed large amonts of cash strewn about, i first suggessted we hide our books where only we could find them, then we started jamming those packs of money in our book bags, pencil cases included, at least two could fit in each one, when i say there was no small bills involved here i speak the truth, my brothers pants legs look like he was made of bricks, then we headed toward home, and thats when the fear hit me, i could'nt shake it i loked at my brother i said i'm scared, we are holding tons of thousands of dollars, its as if the sky bled it, and we live in the heart that pumps blood into south philadelphia, this could change all of our entire lives so why am i afraid? I said we have to get rid of it, my brother had this goofy look on his face he said wait let me get this straight, you want to get rid of tons of thousands of dollars that no ones bothering us picking up and taking home, thats crazy, but yes folkes i actually convinced him to throw all of it down a sewer on baltimore avenue with me, we tossed every penny except 100 dollars each and we junked it up until we got halfway home, them we threw out the rest of the ice cream and candy and about 75.00 and some change in the end after expalining why we were late coming home we were spanked for stupidity, my brother got it worse for listening to me.