First Day

Today is the first day of school in my town. Even though it has been years, actually decades, since my last first day of school, my memories are still quite clear. I remember how it felt to put on my new school shoes and brand new outfit. I had a friend that even had to wear new underwear and socks. I never got that carried away. A new outfit and shoes were fine. I loved the smell of my new loose leaf binder and pristine pencil case. Each year the theme was different. They ran the gamut from Barbie to Cinderella to Man From Uncle to the peace sign. A new theme for a new semester. Each year I had high hopes that this was the year I would write neat notes. I have a tendency to scribble and doodle. Each year I went back to my old ways and hoped for the best the next year. I remember those first days fondly but would never want to relive them.