The night before school, I would carefully plan out my outfit for the next day and put all my precious supplies in my backpack, making sure that everything was in order for the first day. Then it was time to sleep.
As it would happen every morning, getting me out of bed would prove to be a challenge. It didn’t matter how excited I was the night before, the lure of my bed was intoxicating and I still have a hard time pulling myself away from it. But after some hollering from either Mom or Dad, I would drag myself out and begin getting ready.
Because it took me so long to get up, I was usually flying out the door, running late and if Mom was driving, I swore she was trying to kill me cause she would pull out at an intersection right when cars were coming my direction!
Once arriving at school, my excitement didn’t stop. I loved meeting my new teachers and being able to organize either my desk or my locker. In middle school, I was excited to be able to decorate the inside of my locker however I wanted.
I loved almost every aspect of school. The only part I didn’t like was the popularity contest part of things. I was never one of the “in crowd”. I was always on the outer fringes, being included only if my friends on the inside remembered to invite me. For the most part, I didn’t mind too much. I didn’t let that detract from the overall enjoyment that school provided.
My only other challenge when it came to school was the aspect of staying awake during classes. Most of my teachers probably thought I had gone to bed way too late the night before, but in reality, it turns out I had (have) “Excessive Daytime Sleepiness”, but that wasn’t diagnosed until around 2005 (MANY years after my school years had ended). Regardless of falling asleep through many of my classes, I was still able to get good grades. I often joke now that if I had actually been awake through school, I may have been valedictorian!
Now that I’m no longer in school and neither are my kids, I still get excited when the new school year rolls around. I look longingly at all the supplies and think back to those easy years when the excitement of new crayons or colored pencils was all it took to make me happy!
Afterword: Since writing this, I went to the store and bought myself a new set of colored pencils and a new coloring book! I couldn’t resist!
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