Three Events that Let Me Know Fall is Here

Leaves changing color in Fall

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I know. It shouldn’t really be a question as we are three weeks into the Fall season. Summer is long gone.But I miss it, and I am having a hard time letting go. You remember those long bright days.

The pre-24-hour-Miley days. The pre-government-shutdown days. Yes, those were good days.

Or.

The no-homework days.

The no-getting-up-in-the-dark days.

The no-6th-period-from-hell days.

Sigh. I know – move on, MMK. I’m trying. Really, I am.

Well, some things have arisen recently that have helped me force my summer dreams aside and let me know Fall is really here. Continue reading

Summer Boy vs. School Boy

182One of the beauties of blogging is coming across blogs/blogger whose story you can relate to. This is true of today’s guest Kelly from My Twiced Baked Potato

Kelly, whose blog I have been following for some time, has a son who has some similar challenges to BR.  Therefore, I often find myself being able to relate and empathize with the blogs posts on My Twiced Baked Potato

Another similarity is education. Kelly is a working elementary teacher with a MA in Curriculum Development.  She is passionate about literacy, gifted education & working so that all kids can be successful in school!  She started her blog as a way to share information about twice-exceptional children and discovered a community.

Read the post below to learn more about her son and how he feels about the approaching school year.

As I turned the calendar from July to August, I sighed aloud.  This signifies the unavoidable transformation of my son from “Summer Boy” to “School Boy.”

SUMMER BOY

Summer Boy has freckled, sun-kissed cheeks, a relaxed body and a grin from ear to ear.  He moves without careful consideration of his surroundings and is confident and funny; he asks questions that spark further investigations and reminds him of previous games or stories.

130The slower schedule with less “have tos” are a contributing factor to his happiness quotient.  He reads and practices math skills with little re-teaching necessary.  In between the computer time, academics and a few chores, he loves technology and his self-taught skills which he proudly shares.

Summer Boy feels good about himself; he breaks into spontaneous song or dance and periodically spends significant energy making others laugh.  He loves July because of his birthday, Fourth of July and the freedom that accompanies this special month.

Once August begins, it is as if someone turned a giant hour glass timer over.  As the sand steadily pours out, Summer Boy is forced to morph into School Boy.

SCHOOL BOY

This transformation happens before Labor Day. He takes on noticeable physical changes, as obvious as the color change of an Arctic Fox.  He wears hunched shoulders and his eyes look down.  There is less laughing and sharing and more tightness in his arms and legs.

Many are first turned off by School Boy’s unexpected behavior, poor social skills, and sarcastic wit.  He appears arrogant to the untrained eye, and his definite opinions and inability to take suggestions well make it hard to approach him with an open mind.

When you co-exist with the recently transformed School Boy, there is a lot of walking on egg shells and carefully choosing your words so that he doesn’t implode.  The torture of adjusting to new policies, new environment, new classmates and a new teacher challenge School Boy and his loved ones.  Even with careful monitoring, School Boy needs weekends and after school hours to refuel and recover.

In first grade, there were frequent visits to the principal’s office and daily emails listing the poor choices and infractions from the day.  This transformation went on well into January.

In second grade, the progression was smoother and only proved to be hard until October.  Each year, thankfully, the transition seems to grow shorter!

School Boy turns into “Settled Boy.”

SETTLED BOY

Settled Boy is not convinced that school is a place for him.  He gets used to the work and most days are tolerable for him.  At times, he sees moments of importance and even shows a bit more of his gifts to a select few.

I’m sure that I’m not alone at questioning the acceptance of Settled Boy and his desire to just “get through the school days because nothing is interesting to me!”  This might be the very reason why some families home school.  Could that mean that “Summer Boy” would be present all the time?

Today we returned from the last vacation of the summer, and I saw my precious boy looking at the calendar.  He is fully aware of his own transformation and the difficulty that the beginning stages of “School Boy” takes on him and our family.

Now that it is August, what does the transformation from summer to school look like in your home?  Do you yearn for more days with Summer Boy?

Young Summer

Labor Day, the unofficial end of summer as they say, is just about upon us.  Of course, summer began, unofficially, on Memorial Day. How come you never hear about the unofficial beginning or ending of any other season? What is it about summer that sets it apart?

Personally, my favorite season is fall. I love the cool weather, the leaves changing colors, football, and many other things during this time of year. Winter, well I love snow but don’t care for those frigid temperatures – not a 20’s sort of guy. I count down the days till the season will end. I enjoy spring – green, nature seemingly reborn. But there is summer. Something about summer seems to affect everyone.

I have a thought.  Summer is the time of vacations, block buster movies, and long long days. Yes, this and so many other things about summer are true. Ultimately, summer equals youth. We throw off our winter coats, roll the car top down, turn up the music, and stay out late.   We are obsessed with youth, and during the summer, everyone is younger.  Summer meant or means no school, freedom, and independence. It’s as if we all revert back in some form or another to that school kid who was thrilled to be free of school – ‘no more teachers, no more books.’   How many work places have a dress down policy or a reduced work schedule during summer?  It’s freedom to do what we want.  While we might not do anything all that different, the possibility is energizing.

I hope your summer was one of fulfilled possibilities. I hope you rediscovered your youthful enthusiasm and utilized it to the fullest.  Enjoy the next three seasons, and remember to roll down the top once in a while.