Back to School Blues
Sunday has always been the most dreaded day of my week. What made the last day of the week even more dreadful was the fact that summer vacation always ended on a Sunday. It was time for all those insipid back-to-school commercials. Summer was gone and now it was time to face the cold reality of having to get back into the rhythm of things.
Would I get to see any of my friends? Would we have the same lunch period? Was I going to meet anyone I liked in my class? Did the teacher grade on a curve? Weekdays would be ruined all over again. Bed times and homework would fill my schedule. The florescent lights of public school would drain my will to dream. All in all, I knew it wouldn’t be fun.
Sure, my dread would eventually wane and transform into a perennial anxiety. Sure, I would get back into the swing of things. But before I could get into the swing of things, I’d have to get over the back to school hump. The only bright spot in all this dread was back-to-school shopping. Buying the right cloths to blend in with your classmates was crucial.
Stand out too much and you get knocked back down to size — one way or another. Of course, my mother took me to all the generic clothing stores. These days kids have the luxury of shopping online, and saving themselves from hearing the dull, lifeless music only department stores can collect. If I had Google when I was in school, life would have been that much more convenient.
With regards to school supplies, finding the right binder, the right set of pens and pencils became paramount. Should you wait for the first day to ask about which rule the teacher preferred — college or wide? My coping mechanism for getting back into school was imagining all the fun I would have on the weekends. Whether that was a new movie release or toy shopping excursion, I would try my best to prepare. Looking back, I wished I had taken more chances and not cared so much about what my classmates thought. I wish I had been less encumbered and more adventurous.
If you’d like to make that terrified school kid in your life a little less terrified, try group gifting him or her some awesome back to school gifts. The right one can mean everything.
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