We saw our first school bus during our morning walk today. Calvin hates them, they have a scary sound. I found it a gloomy reminder of how American society has changed since I was a child.
In my childhood, the beginning of August was a sad reminder that we only had one more month of summer left until school started. Summer in my small town world was three months of slow and lazy days full of childish adventures or laid-back pleasures. Many a day we flew around the town on our bikes, had pickup baseball games on the high school ball field or played hide-and-seek at night. We drank in the warm days and reveled in the lack of a bedtime. We ate ice cream and watermelon and all the treats savored mostly when it was hot.
That world is gone now. Swallowed up by a society too busy, too in a hurry and too consumed with doing to slowdown and watch any part of life go by. Perhaps it was an illusion, my own childhood Matrix. Nevertheless, I miss the innocence of that world.
In my childhood, the beginning of August was a sad reminder that we only had one more month of summer left until school started. Summer in my small town world was three months of slow and lazy days full of childish adventures or laid-back pleasures. Many a day we flew around the town on our bikes, had pickup baseball games on the high school ball field or played hide-and-seek at night. We drank in the warm days and reveled in the lack of a bedtime. We ate ice cream and watermelon and all the treats savored mostly when it was hot.
That world is gone now. Swallowed up by a society too busy, too in a hurry and too consumed with doing to slowdown and watch any part of life go by. Perhaps it was an illusion, my own childhood Matrix. Nevertheless, I miss the innocence of that world.
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