Falling into Fall
It’s June. You’ve been in your bird-cage for months and months, and finally, you fly free.
Perhaps you are off to vacation, maybe you prefer to stay home, and you probably are planning to cram your summer reading into the last two weeks of summer vacation (or maybe that’s just me). Regardless, once the clock strikes August, we all mentally prepare ourselves to dive back into that same old routine of waking up, getting in the car or bus, driving or being driven to school, going to class,
doing homework, repeat. It’s not that bad. But even though you’ve done it so many times before, it still feels like a new experience each time. And don’t even get me started on getting used to the fact that you’re no longer a freshman or a sophomore or a junior — it always is hard for me, at least. I’m still catching myself putting “English 10” at the top of essays.
I think we can all agree that it takes time to, as I think of it, “get back in the groove.” Just a few weeks months ago, I was hyped for the first day of school, and then I remembered that homework was a thing. I suddenly felt burdened, as though my entire life was being wasted by busywork. Now, I find that I have time to relax a little more (basically slack off and procrastinate) and write this article, even in the midst of a lab report or two.
And yes, I’m sure it gets easier, and no, I don’t know what it’s like for the teachers to go back to school (I’m still certain that the only thing worse than doing homework is grading it), but I’ve experienced this phenomenon enough times to begin to accept it. I bet you have too.
I know, you just want to forget about the start of the year, and believe me, I do too. I had the idea to write about this in mid-September, and now it seems like old news in October. Whatever. I hope I gave you something to think about.