I grew up with life
But I never outgrew it
too often forget
To steal from Sir Walter Scott:
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said
School year is over.
Summer is here.
Let me stay in bed.
(the last three lines are mine)
I am now old enough to be considered old I guess.
If I get hit by a car crossing the street, the headline will start; “elderly pedestrian …”
Well so what?
Can’t stop the clock.
As for getting old with life, there is only one other alternative unless you happen to have a goofy portrait locked up in the attic.
There are some things though that I hope stir your soul no matter the time of your life.
Sun on the water.
If I happen to hear that schools are cancelled somewhere, anywhere, due to snow, inwardly, I smile and outwardly I laugh.
AND I want to stop working and take a snow day even though I haven’t measured snow on the ground (Devil’s Dandruff) in years.
End of the school year.
I hear talk of year round school and I have heard all the arguments in favor and against and the history of the development of the ‘school year’ around the farm based economic year and now the pressures to find summer day care.
Yes yes and yes.
When it really sunk in.
To quote Maya Angelou, “singin’ and swingin’ and gettin’ merry like Christmas” deep down in the center of your soul.
The words for today’s Haiku I adapted from President Barack Obama.
Mr. Obama wrote the forward to the “The Complete Peanuts.”
An anthology published in 2016.
Mr. Obama wrote, “Like millions of Americans, I grew up with Peanuts. But I never outgrew it.
Wherever I lived, wherever I travelled, I could find those three or four panels in the paper each morning. And Charlie, Snoopy, Linus, Lucy, Franklin and the gang brought childhood rushing back.
That’s what made Charles Schulz so brilliant – he treated childhood with all the poignant and tender complexity it deserves. He gave voice to all its joys and anxieties – a spectrum of emotions that run from the start of a new baseball season to the anguished “Augh” that comes with losing the big game. He explored the emotions that we too often forget kids feel until we’re reminded that we once felt them ourselves. Hope. Doubt. The exquisite pain of unrequited love. The self-exploration of what it means to be different. The comfortable knowledge that it’s all going to be OK – even if Lucy’s advice isn’t very good.
For decades, Peanuts was our own daily security blanket. That’s what makes it an American treasure.”
Childhood with all the poignant and tender complexity it deserves.
He gave voice to all its joys and anxieties
You don’t have to sign up.
School is out.
I grew up with life.
I hope I never outgrow it.
I hope I do not too often forget the fun of doing nothing.