Summer, I hardly knew you.
When you were a kid, did you
want summer to never end or were you anxious to go back to school?
I was on the side of wanting
summer to last forever. Well, I would let winter in there, for I loved the snow
too.
Then I did. Now I’m not racing
down hill on a slid.
Oh but the summers, three whole
months--heaven.
Oh, later on when I was a
teenager I had to pick cherries and peaches and apricots, but that was
preferable to school. And I could ride my horse.
With my affection for horses, you can see why I must wish on a white horse
now and again.
Want to have a conversation?
My horse wasn’t white and truth
be known I prefer non-white horses, but they can be quite spectacular when
cleaned up and gorgeous, and they are for wishing upon.
This is the only known surviving picture of Boots and
Joyce
Guess I’m waxing nostalgic, realizing
that life changes and the body changes, and I’m not young anymore.
Youth, you
didn’t hang around long enough.
Richard Bach, author of Illusions and Jonathan Livingston Seagull said, “If you wonder if your mission on
earth is over if you’re alive it isn’t.”
So here I am attempting to
follow my mission, putting one foot in front of the other, and letting my
fingers do the talking.
Odd that I didn’t like school,
for I love reading, and learning, but being penned up for 6 hours a day, plus
preparation and riding the school bus or walking to school—that shot the entire
day.
I have mentioned before that one
of my pet peeves is homework which ought to be called school work, but isn’t,
because it is school work brought home.
Let kids be kids.
While I am on the subject of
learning I found that the Barnes and Noble bookstore is kept afloat by selling adult coloring books, a new craze.
Walking through Barnes and
Noble the other day I noticed that they are filling the tables with the
classics—Hemingway, Steinbeck. Great, read those, but I wondered where the new Steinbeck's are.
Ray Bradbury said, “If you can read you have an entire education.”
