I love everything the first day of school represents. First day outfits. New shoes. Extra special hair. Fancy first day breakfast. New classrooms. New people to make friends with. Mad dashes through Duane Reade for school supplies. Stocking up on paper bags to cover school books.
College starts before regular school. I don't get excited about it though until Labor Day. Before I go to bed tonight I will prep the creme brulee french toast for tomorrow morning. Outfits are picked out, even mine, even though tomorrow's not my first day. Lunches are made. A bag full of paper bags are stacked under the dining room table. You can buy book covers, but it's free to use paper bags, plus then you can decorate them your own way.
I love the dinner eaten after school is over. When you see what kind of homework is given, who's in which classes, which classes will be hardest to get to on time, what everyone was wearing, who bought their school supplies before school started. Can't. Wait.
College starts before regular school. I don't get excited about it though until Labor Day. Before I go to bed tonight I will prep the creme brulee french toast for tomorrow morning. Outfits are picked out, even mine, even though tomorrow's not my first day. Lunches are made. A bag full of paper bags are stacked under the dining room table. You can buy book covers, but it's free to use paper bags, plus then you can decorate them your own way.
I love the dinner eaten after school is over. When you see what kind of homework is given, who's in which classes, which classes will be hardest to get to on time, what everyone was wearing, who bought their school supplies before school started. Can't. Wait.
4 comments:
This post makes me smile. I think I know that feeling exactly and I loved it too. I miss it.
Good to have you back, Sam. You were missed.
-Molly
Welcome back Sam! Hope you've been enjoying your summer.
I also love that anticipation just before school starts, nothing beats shopping for school supplies too.
So glad to see you are back! I was about to scour the New York Post archives to make sure nothing had happened to you! Not that i know your real name but I figured I would figure it out somehow! :)
we used paper bags as well to cover the books, I love that memory thanks for digging it up!
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