Waterfront home there was a vacant lot where we played
ball in our leisure time. The problem was when we had no ball to play but for
those cases we had to “Mimi big piss”. It was a girl about 13 years old that
still wet the bed, his mother, an Indian woman who gave what my mother called
"rages" that is, that sometimes started to scream and fight ranting
in a way caged lioness heard throughout the block. The truth was that when
Marylou that was the real name of the daughter peed in bed AT night. She
was tied with a rope to the trunk of a coconut tree in the yard and the mother
gave her a rage.
The girl screamed and screamed all night until neighboring Ada
jumped the fence separating the two yards and carried home by pity. As a result
of that punishment or disease Marilú had given her a facial paralysis and had
contracted one side of the face as if she was laughing all the time. But it was
good and helpful. We called her
because she had a rusty old doll and all that. It had missing a eye, and part
of the hair and it was rubber. We knock off the head and it served ball.
big piss, as the game wore on, sat at us and placed on a stone with normal face
against the neighboring wall so that it seemed she was always laughing and that
encouraged us in the game have such an attentive amateur.
When it was
finished she took the head of the wrist, she checked to see new damage and
laughing with one face went back home.