I love the first day of school. Even now when I’m not in school as a student or teacher, and I don’t even have kids in school, I still feel a sense of renewal in the start of the school year.
With the end of summer our mindset changes, instead of thinking about what we are going to do with today’s sunshine, we begin to think a bit further on.
Autumn brings a fall of activities that tumble over one another from the first football kick off, through the costumes of Halloween and then it’s the holiday season when the world explodes with rushing from here to there until at last it’s the New Year.
Thanks be for Einstein’s relative quiet that comes with the winter. Those days may be busy enough, but there’s always the hope of a snow day that will dampen all but the sounds of children (and occasional adults) enjoying the bounty of fragile snowflakes that shuts down schools, traffic and occasionally electricity, which makes the world that much more silent.
Until the peace of winter comes, we get the opportunity to reinvent ourselves for another season of our lives. Just as kids who change their style with their progression through school, so does the coming of fall allow adults to make those subtle adjustments we have been considering as we chose each layer to carefully reflect our personality.
Some of us even take the opportunity to grab a new calendar. By August we have so many corrections and changes to our plans that it’s more confusing than enlightening to look at the grids we so carefully created in January.
The healthy lifestyles January brings to so many people have been nearly forgotten by most by summer, but the coming of school and the change in schedules, with the reminders that the holiday season is fast approaching, often renews resolves just in time for the palatable presents to take precedence.
Maybe that’s the truth of why I still love the first day of school: once it starts, my world becomes one holiday after the next until the natural progression of life leads to an appreciation of time without a holiday.
I guess you don’t have to be a kid to appreciate the simple things.
Beanie Taylor is a staff reporter for The Tribune. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org, 336-258-4058 or on Twitter @TBeanieTaylor.