Back to School

Do you remember those crisp fall mornings when a new school year was to begin? Can you still feel the air of excitement, the thrill of a new adventure, the welcomed stiffness of new clothes, and the pride of new supplies and books? Looking back into the file folder of memories, I remember the new clothes. We were poor and this was one of the few times in the year we could count on getting new clothes. How my mother ever outfitted six children for school in those days is still a mystery in economics. I remember the blue jeans two sizes larger (to accommodate ever growing legs) with the double padded knees, the two new shirts and a cheap pair of tennis shoes. The days of brown bag lunches, thermos bottles, slide rules, 3 ring blue canvas notebooks are long gone (and so are the board meetings in the Principal’s office). But the thrill of learning has never stopped.