Summer - Going, going, gone
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Back-to-school sale. Those four words fill kids with an icy dread and the hollow pain of loss – the loss of a summer that has barely begun. With just four weeks of summer vacation gone and another six remaining, my oldest son spotted a back-to-school sale at a local store this weekend past. And tonight we saw our first back-to-school ad on TV, a commercial that prompted a mix of disgust and outrage in my youngest son: “Why don’t they just start the ads before we start vacation.”
I know parents are supposed to love the idea of kids going back to school, but on this issue, I side with the kids. Summer should feel endless, even if a kid’s day camp includes not only sports but school work because he is dealing with a learning disability, or the teen is taking an art class and participating in a college-prep program.
I side with the kids on snow storms, too. I love them. Not the two-inch frosting that scare suburban schools int shutting, but the foot-and-a-half storms that cause television and radio to hyperventilate about the latest threat to the region’s survival. Of course, newspapers (and our websites) are guilty, too. How many times do people need to read about shoppers rushing to hardware stores to buy salt and shovels in anticipation of the storm. But now who’s rushing the seasons.






















Call me crazy, but I love Back-to-School shopping. I love the new notebooks, the packs of pencils, the crisp folders—everything just squeaks of newness and new possibilities.
Of course, after the first week of school, when all the newness is gone and the homework pile-on has begun, I’m singing a different tune…
Gayle, u r CRAZY!
BTW- Summer didnt even START yet.
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