What I Did On My Summer Vacation

When you were a kid returning to school each September, was one of your first assignments to write a composition detailing what you did on your summer vacation?

I remember those early autumn days… sitting in a slightly too-warm classroom, when summer refused to end simply because school was in session again.

There we’d sit – all spiffy in our first-day-of-school outfits. Most of them involved a sweater (think sweating!) or possibly some corduroy – not the coolest of fabrics. Actually, it wasn’t cool in any sense of the word, but I won’t get into the angst of peer pressure, at this juncture. ๐Ÿ˜‰

While we sweltered, we had to wrack our brains for a scintillating summation of the preceding couple of months. Our essays would be read aloud eventually, which of course added even more pressure.

Little did we know then that these annoyances would look pretty unimportant in hindsight. Funny how the lens of experience allows one to remember – no cherish! – all of the little details of our youth . . . the kindness of a particular teacher, the sharing of a snack with the student who sat beside you, new notebooks, freshly sharpened pencils with still unused erasers, the freedom to play in the crisp fall air after school was out for the day. All these things and so much more . . .

We’ve had a taste of fall weather here, lately . . .

It always takes me back . . . ๐Ÿ˜€

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Will you share your autumn memories?

Hugs,

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