Thank God for August
In late June the kids and I drove 45 miles to a bigger town to shop for specific supplies for our Vacation Bible School. I was going to be in charge of the art project for 22 hyped-up children. I had a plan that involved paints, canvases, brushes and other fun stuff. As I perused my list, my youngest wandered off. I wasn’t too worried until the ten year old joined him. After a few minutes of searching, I found them on Aisle 16.
“Aaaiiieeee! I’m not ready yet!” I screamed as I grabbed my sons from in front of a Santa display. “Put that down!” I hollered as I snatched the clapping Santa from the seven year old. I tossed the fakey, tinsel that the ten year old had wrapped around his neck back into the bin and shooed them towards the art aisles.
“But, moommmmm,” they wailed. “Isn’t this cool?”
“No. NO! IT IS NOT cool,” I huffed.
We shopped. We bought. We drove home. I fumed for a few days over the blatant commercialism of Christmas. I was not ready for Christmas in late June. I was in full summer mode.
We swam, we played tennis, we participated in a 5K race and we mowed the lawn. July soon came to a close and August was upon us when I gently knocked on my daughter’s door early one morning.
“Aaaiiieeee! I’m not ready yet!” she screamed as I woke her early for summer band. Late July and band has begun for all High School band students. Footballers are flexing out on the gridiron each morning as we pass through the parking lots to the band hall. The soccer fields are full to bursting each morning.
The church retreat is over. Camps are completed. The beaches are totally booked for the last weekend of summer and the newspapers have printed the school bus schedules. The kids have new UnderArmour shoes, backpacks, and extra deodorant sticks.
I am out of patience, nerves, and money. I am READY for school to begin. I am NOT ready to shop for Christmas. Not yet.
Isn’t it funny how the beginning of school and Christmas are so connected?
Parents eagerly await the beginning of school each August.
Children eagerly await Christmas – some as early as July.
Both events gobble up both money and time.
Both have lost their original meaning.
Both come around each year like clockwork.
Retailers depend on both for a healthy bottom line.
Both trigger emotional responses.
Both are full of promise.
Whether you are praying for that first day of school or dreading it, school is upon us. My wish is for all students to have a great year, whether it is the first or the last. I wish for every student to learn as much as they can about their subjects, themselves, and life in general.
I say we leave Christmas to December and let August be for new beginnings, old friends, and the pursuit of knowledge.
Happy School Year to all!