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Ohhhh wow! You can see everything from up here. I lean forward which rocks the seat thingy we are in and I hear Mama let out a scream. I look over and see that her eyes are closed and she is holding on to the rail tightly.
”Sorry Mama” I say and she opens one eye.
”It’s ok baby. Mama is just a little afraid of heights” Mama answers and I’m like duh no kidding.
”Look Mama. You can see everything from up here.” I say and look over at her and she closes her eyes again.
”Uh huh. I’ll take your word for it Angie” Mama says and I giggle.
”I wish Mama B was here. I could have gone with her on this Ferris wheel thing and you could have stayed on the ground. But why are we just sitting here at the top?” I ask
”I would like to know the same thing but I too wish your Mama B was here. She will come with us next time ok? ” Mama says and finally we started moving.
”Ok..Oh we are moving Mama! Yay!” I clap and look over at Mama who still has her eyes closed.
I shake my head and lean back in the seat looking out at the mountains as we move back up to the top. I know Mama is scared so I grab her hand and squeeze it. She squeezes back but doesn’t say anything. I try not to move the seat so Mama won’t be more scared than she is now.
Then I feel Mama release my hand and put her arm around me pulling me close to her. That feels nice. Ever since I can remember it’s always been Mama and me. I always knew I looked different than Mama but she was my Mama and it didn’t matter until some kids were picking on me at pre-school saying I must be adopted because Mama was white and I was black.
It made me sad so when Mama picked me up that day she saw I had been crying and asked me what was wrong. I told her what the kids had said and she hugged me and promised she would tell me when we got home. She kept her promise. Mama always keeps her promises.