I grew up on a street that was half in El Cerrito, (a fairly good town- mainly old retired people,) and half in Richmond, (a reasonably sized city, mostly really really poor.) (I was actually BORN in Brighton- but I was only in England until I was two.) My neighborhood, when I was growing up, was full of kids my age. My best friends lived across the street, at the end of my block, the first house on the next block, and half way down my street. There are several parks around us, and we had a playgroup which would meet in different parks around every week. We all went to preschool together, close by, in this woman's house, (because we lived so close to Richmond we were in the Richmond school zones, and those schools are terrible, so we all went to private schools.) We had a piano teacher we all went to who lived a couple of blocks away and would organize big recitals and also may day celebrations and caroling and things. The elementary/middle school(s) I went to, (I switched once,) were only a mile away, right next to each other, and most my friends went to one or the other, and we could walk home, (though only did so once a week,) and all my girl friends did ballet with me near by. By high school everyone was scattered all over and my neighborhood wasn't really the nucleus of the world anymore, but it was a great place to be a kid.
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