I took this photo over the summer. She was waiting for her Mom to come and pick her up from the baby sitter.
She was so independent and serious. She carried her lunch bag like it was a purse.
I like this photo because of her demeanor, her outfit, and her surroundings.
Many questions are popping up within my head when I look at this photo.
How sad this is. Sitting in the street. And what is the purpose of a sitter when the child is then dropped onto the street to wait?
So serious. I was a serious child as well, and knowing what made me serious in that age, makes me reflect over her reasons (which I cannot know, of course).
All in all, this is sad and depressing, but of course a part of the true life in a big city. I assume it is in New York. (I am from West Germany)
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Even though she is serious in the picture, she is actually a happy little girl who comes from a happy family. At that time she was really hoping her mom would come around the corner.
She is not sitting in the street. She is sitting on the stoop which is where a lot of the kids sit when they are tired of playing. The baby sitter was there.
Please look at a previous post
http://lilly29.wordpress.com/2011/04/05/the-neighborhood-abuela/
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Of course I couldn’t know anything about that girl. I was only gathering my own thoughts together, which are (of course) a reflection of my own inner being.
I didn’t mean the street (as in: where the cars are driving). Anything outside in front of a house is “the street” to me. But that is my german thinking. I am seeing people sitting on their front porches sometimes (when we drive through small towns on shopping trips), and the whole concept of a FRONT porch is just odd to me. I would never ever want to sit in public, in the street (again, my thinking, outside is “the street”), where anybody who is just driving by can see me.
In our area we have a growing latin population, and usually it is them who are freely sitting on the FRONT porches, they look like that is completely normal to them. Maybe this is a tradition in their cultures? I don’t know…
Yeah, I think when you grow up in a big city you grow accustom to a way of life and doing certain things that people who grew up in the country are not fond of…
I am not sure I can understand where you are coming from about the porch thing. It is normal to me to sit out on a porch as it is normal to sit out on a park bench…and even sitting on a fire escape is normal…to me it’s almost like sitting on the train or in a court room…or even in a doctor’s office…
D is for Diva… she looks so tired. I can agree their is a sense of innocence about her yet also something else.