I’m not sure why, but something about back to school – and back to the same ‘ol same, ‘ol routine – has had me feeling particularly lazy lately. Not sure if it has been boredom, exhaustion, or just a plain old mourning of the summer months, but this year “Back to School” has really kicked my you-know-what! It never used to be like this when I was a kid getting ready for my own back to school routine. I used to LOVE it!
Hmm, loving back to school, you say?
Yes. If you must know, I was a nerd. Head of my class, straight-A student and all that. When I was in grade school I couldn’t wait to go back to school. I missed my friends, my teachers, and even my homework assignments. Summers were ok, of course, but I mostly remember just getting to sleep in pretty late…like, noon late. (That’s one aspect of my childhood I wish I could get back!)
I grew up in Chicago, so the end of summer and Back to School meant no more playing volleyball in the street, no more freeze tag, no more hanging out at the “pump” (someone would open the fire hydrant and we’d have an instant sprinkler to cool off in), no more chillin’ on my friends front steps till it was dark out…Back to School promptly put an end to some of my best memories as a kid.
But Back to School was also a beginning. The start of school supply shopping, buying a new outfit for the 1st day of school, organizing all my new gear in my brand-new backpack, and the beginning of a new year for learning. I already mentioned I was a nerd, right?
This year, my daughter entered her last year of middle school. (Yes, I am the proud mom of an 8th grader!) Somehow all the fond memories I have about going back to school seemed to skip a generation. Back to school doesn’t hold the same sense of joyous anticipation for her. Back to school instead means waking up too early, actually having assignment deadlines, fighting the urge not to fall asleep during a Science lecture, and falsely claiming to have learned something each day.
*SIGH* Oh where did I go wrong with this one? Why can’t back to school be something to look forward to, instead of something to try and avoid? Don’t get me wrong – I do believe she learns something every day and she does have good grades, but would it kill her to actually enjoy it?
Sometimes I think it might.
Does Back to School conjure up pleasant memories for you? Please tell me I’m not the only “nerd” in the group!