“Don’t let schooling interfere with your education.”

The day is glorious. I have been outside sitting and reading the paper in the sun. Begrudgingly I came inside to write Coffee and hope for a quick inspiration so I can go back outside. Gracie has been in the yard all morning. This is her lie in the sun on the grass and take a nap sort of weather. Ah, the life of a pampered pet!

I know exactly why it is called a spring in your step, and I think it’s a metaphor having nothing to do with the verb spring. Today I feel more alive than I have. Today is warm and sunny and the sort of day which makes the heart sing. It is a hopeful day as spring always bring hope and a new beginning.

My garden is filled with shoots, and the first crocus is in bloom. It’s yellow. I can also see the knobs on the top of the hyacinth and two daffodils are tall and heavy with buds. The air smells sweet.

I used to love to walk to school on days like today. I’d shed my winter coat and mittens and wear only a sweater under my spring jacket. My friends and I always took our time walking when the weather was this beautiful as we knew we’d spend most of the day locked in and sitting at our desks. I used to look longingly out the windows and wish I were outside in theΒ  sun. It seemed such a waste to be learning fractions when I could be running in the field with the warm sun on my face. Recess made it even nore difficult to go back into the building.

When I was in the 8th grade, I used to hide my lunch bag, no more lunch boxes at the sophisticated age ofΒ  thirteen, and I’d leave as if I were going home for lunch. My friend Jimmy, always a co-conspirator, came with me. We’d find a bench in the sun up the street near the town hall and eat lunch then we’d go back to school. Sometimes we were really late returning, long after the bell, and we’d tell Sister Hildergarde we were at the library or talking to some priest or other. She always nodded, and we’d take our seats. On a few really beautiful spring days we’d leave early telling some story about where we were going which Sister Hildergarde always bought. We were a clever pair, Jimmy and I, and maybe even a bit devious.

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11 Comments on ““Don’t let schooling interfere with your education.””

  1. Jeff in San Diego Says:

    The statute of limitations has expired, so you can level with us now, Kat …

    You and Jimmy didn’t go to lunch at all, but went to the back row of the theater and threw JuJuBes at people, right?

    • Kat Says:

      No, we really did go for lunch, no matinees on weekdays or we might have gone!

      We felt bad to the bone by skipping out of school!

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    You were lucky. None of my teachers would have bought any of those stories.
    When I was in school, March was mud month. I walked to school over frozen ridges of mud that made me stumble and hurt the bottoms of my feet through my shoes. I walked home over slippery, gooey mud that stuck to my shoes in huge lumps. I knew that every foot print I and all my friends made in the gooey mud would freeze overnight into those awful ridges ready for my walk to school the next morning. Life was so hard. πŸ™‚
    I have nothing much growing up here except the vicious roses and some odd bits of green weeds just peeking up through the dead grass.
    Enjoy the day. It’s 68F here!

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Sister Hildergarde was close to senitlity. She ttold us the most outlandish stories about kids who were bad and also said she would write on the board Thank God we were gone when we graduated. The class was never unruly but she was almsot over the edge. I swear she must have been close to 80.

      March was also mud month for us, but we had sidewalks all the way to school. It wa when we crossed the field that mud sucked at our shoes, and we had to yank them out or lose them.

      Now a purple crocus has bloomed!

  3. olof1 Says:

    Much the same weather over here today but it’s hard to enjoy it when being inside a factory πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ The only thing flowering here right now are the snow drops. But I can see shots in all flowerbeds now. By the way, I think I forgot to write down Astrantia maxima, that is a perennial well worth having in any garden. There is an A. major as well just as fine but more rare over here.

    Like caryn says, March is usually no spring month so I would most likely walk in mud as well, or on rare winters in snow. Gothenburg usually have very little snow during winter.

    I wouldn’t dare coming late or go early from school without permission from my mother, I don’t know how but she seemed to know everything I did back then πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Have a great day!

    • Kat Says:

      I was out on the deck for a while and Gracie has been outside almost all day.

      y snowdrops were the first to bloom. I was so glad to see them as they were newly planted last year and the squirrels didn’t get them.

      We were never late, and when we left early, we always told the teacher where we were going. She had little idea what was going on.

  4. Zoey & Me Says:

    What ever happened to Jimmy? I miss some of my old chums from elementary and intermediate school. High School was the girl distraction years so can’t really remember too many boys. Mostly those that lived in the neighborhood. But I agree that Spring brought on that excess of energy where students couldn’t wait for class to end. It not only meant summer was close but school was on that short fuse too.

    • Kat Says:

      I went hunting for him on the net then was told he had passed away. I was sorry as he was my best friend through elementary school and most of high school. I have the best memories of us.

  5. Bill S. Says:

    Our rhubarb and daffs are poking out, but we in NH are still 3 weeks behind the Cape. Yesterday was 72 here, good enough to pull the pool and patio furniture out of the shed for a staining and cleaning. I haven’t put away the snow shovels just yet.

    Kath, you are surely going to hell (or at least limbo) for lying to Sister H.

    • Kat Says:

      Not to be happy you are behind us, but it is always that way between the cape and Boston. As I’d head toward Boton I’d see bugs then laten on leaves while we still had bare branches.

      You were warmed than us yesterday. We only got as high as the 60’s. My deck furniture stays out and covered all year so I get to look longingly all winter!

      You’re right about the lies, but I like to think of them as just creative stories.

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