So much has happened in my life already, and a lot of those
experiences have stayed with me. They are not all monumentous, nor are
they all life changing. But every single one of them (and the countless
more that are buried deep within me) have made me who I am.
I hope others will join in with me and post their own
memories on their blogs (or in the comments). I will be posting mine
every Friday, but it doesn’t matter when you write yours or if you wish to do
them fortnightly or monthly – your writing should fit with your
schedule. If you do join I ask that you link to my blog (until I’ve
worked out how to create a button for you to display) and that you will link
your POST (not just your blog link please) in the comments each week.
This past week has been very summery with lots of sunshine
and blue skies, and it's got me remembering Summer as a teenager.
I was a shy, book-obsessed, teacher's pet, if you can
imagine it, and I hated Summer holidays. Usually I would spend almost every day
doing nothing but reading, often forgetting to eat as I was so wrapped up in my
books. But to be honest, most of my Summer memories happened at school.
I remember eating lunch outside with my friends, sometimes
having grass fights (not too often as one of my friends was allergic to grass),
sometimes having water fights. In the
case of the latter it would often mean having to sit though the last lesson
with t-shirts and trousers soaking wet. I don't remember ever getting into
trouble for it, but it wouldn't surprise me if we did, as afterwards we would
all be hyped up, energetic and laughing so much that it must have been
disruptive.
When we were in Sixth Form (at the same High School), we
would sit on our grassy spot during free periods, studying. It's much easier to study in fresh air than
in a musty room, and it worked for us.
All those times have sort of amalgamated into one. It was
the time I was care-free, without much worry, and certainly not full of the
difficulties I have now (though I had M.E. during the last few years of High
School, meaning I went part-time, it didn't affect my ability to sit on the
grass with my friends). It was a time when I would freeze my water bottle
overnight so it stayed cool all through the day, when I was learning to
de-stress and simply enjoy. I have never
been a Summer person, so perhaps that's why my best Summer memories were those
at school, when Summer was just beginning, when I could sit in the shade and there
was still a decent breeze; a time when I was reasonably happy.
What are your summer memories?
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