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Topic: ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER (02/28/19)
- TITLE: School Begins in Two Days
By Yvonne Blake
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Two more days? That means only forty-eight hours left of summer vacation. Well, it’s more like forty-four hours, since it’s already noon and the first bell rings at 8:00. That’s not long enough to do all the things I haven’t done yet this summer. I haven’t hit a homerun yet. I haven’t beaten level 25 on my Super Gizmo video game. Tommy and I haven’t finished our tree fort yet. We still need to make a trap door with a pulley lift on it. We haven’t had a water balloon fight or caught frogs or slept in a tent in the back yard. Oh . . . I forgot to count sleeping! That cuts it down to about thirty hours. Maybe I should just stay awake until then.
Nah, that won’t work. I’d be late the first day of school and wouldn’t be able to pick out a seat near the window. I better go to bed at a reasonable time – at least the night before.
School . . . I wonder what my new teacher is like. I hope it’s a man. It will probably be just my luck that I’ll get one like Old Mrs. Crumpet, who puts us all in alphabetical order, and we won’t be able to pick out our own seats. With a last name like Baker, I always have to sit near the front, with Susie Anderson right in front of me.
I haven’t seen Susie all summer, but Tommy saw her at the store, and he says she’s got glasses and braces now. He says she doesn’t wear braids anymore and that she looks a lot different – whatever that means. So what? Who cares what Susie Anderson looks like? I don’t. That’s for sure.
Ugh … homework. It’s bad enough that we have to sit in hard seats all day and listen to boring stuff, like diagramming adjectives and finding common factors, but then we have to do more when we get home! It’s not fair. I wish science class lasted longer – like half the day. Some of the big kids said that you get to do experiments that fizz and shoot rockets off in the baseball field. That would be awesome.
Tommy and I are going to try out for Peewee football. I wish they’d name it something else. It makes us sound like wimps. Football could be fun. I’d love to tackle Barry. He stole my lunch money last year, and knocking him flat might be worth doing a few laps. I’ve seen the big guys do an obstacle course. I hope the coach lets us hop through the tires, swing over the ditch, and climb the wall like them.
All this talk about football is making me hungry. I wonder if there are any snacks in the kitchen. Sigh . . . that’s another thing I hate about school. By the time lunch rolls around, I’m starving! And then they serve you stuff like meatloaf and green beans. I’m not bringing a lunch box this year like a baby. That’s for sure. I hear they have vending machines in middle school. That sounds pretty cool.
I wonder what time the bus comes this year. Last year, I was the first stop on the route and had to be out by the mailbox by 6:45. I rode around town for an hour before finally arriving at the old brick elementary school. That was just annoying and stupid. Who can expect a kid to wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast, and not forget any books or stuff at that time of the morning?
Maybe Dad will let me ride my new bike, since I’m in middle school now. It’s a jet black, 12-speed SodorX that I bought with my own lawn-mowing money. Tommy hasn’t even seen it yet. If I ride my bike, I could sleep till seven, brush my teeth, eat some cereal, grab my backpack, leave the house at 7:35, and still be early for school.
I can’t wait for school to start.
Wait a minute! What did I just say?
Did I just say that I can’t wait for school to start? Oh, I am so embarrassed.
(Hebrews 13:5 – “be content with such things as ye have”
(apologies to P.D. Eastman)
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