“Labor Day is a glorious holiday because your child will be going back to school the next day. It would have been called Independence Day, but that name was already taken.
Bill Dodds
My sweet little sister Sue loves labor day because it means the kids all have to go back to school - not that she has any kids. She doesn't. Not that she's regularly exposed to any kids - she isn't. She's just mean. She says, "All summer long they've been flitting around and giggling and saying, "Oh! I think I'll go swimming!" or "Oh! I think I'll go to the mall!". But now they're bummed out because they have to go to school. They're going to have hard new classes and teachers they don't know and homework! And they don't know if they can find their classes! They might even have to take gym! And some of them can't even sleep tonight because they just moved here this summer and they don't know anyone here and they don't know who they'll eat lunch with! ha, ha, ha!"
She's mean!
She knows what it feels like, though. Dad moved in June on many occasions, and we often started out as the new kids.
Although, actually, moving turned out to be a good thing, because. by the end of the year, I always had new best friends that I never would have met had we not moved.
When Dad got moved from Charlottesville to Harrisonburg it was the summer between Susan's 9th and 10th grade. Sue was so mad she refused to speak to our parents for months. One day she caught a spider that was crawling across the floor by putting a Styrofoam cup over it. Since she still wasn't speaking, Mom and Dad came home to find a Styrofoam cup in the middle of the floor with a note on it. The note said, "There is a spider under this cup."
Monday, September 6, 2010
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