Tuesday, May 31, 2011
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Local students celebrating their first week of summer vacation brings to mind many things:
• How fun it was to be a kid.
• How great it must be to have summers off as a teacher.
• How nice it will be to have all the school commuters off the roads for a couple of months.
• How crowded the neighborhood pool will be if/when I decide to play hooky.
If this sounds like sour grapes, it probably is. Because as I passed the bus stop on Tuesday — normally bustling with cars and parents and kids and activity — the silence hit me hard. As did the realization that as I drove on to work, that bus stop group was fast asleep.
There was something about the kids standing there, bleary-eyed and steeling themselves for another day of tests, essays and assignments that made them feel like kindred spirits. Actually it probably isn’t that noble, more like: “Can’t believe I have three meetings and two projects due today, but at least I don’t have to write an essay on the effect of agriculture on the local economy.”
But starting this week that misery loves company component is no longer there. The kids are sleeping in, going on fun vacations and doing the summer things kids get to do, like going to camp or to the pool or playing summer league sports. They are no longer my kindred spirits, just reminders that there is no true summer break for most of us.
I guess I do begrudge them that. And I guess the only way I win is that in a couple of months when they are ruing the return to the early morning grind, I’ll be very much practiced at it. Take that, kids.
In the meantime, I guess I’ll just have to be content with this sad and very adult take on school being out: At least my commute to work will be faster.
Email Todd Cline at firstname.lastname@example.org. His column appears on Wednesdays. For archived columns, go to www.gwinnettdailypost.com/toddcline.