Summer is still here for another six weeks.
So why does it feel like it’s almost over? Each day seems to go by more quickly than the one before.
I know part of the reason is that many schools have already started classes or are about to.
Didn’t summer break used to be nearly three months long? It’s down to less than two months for most kids now.
I know the argument for having year-round school: students retain more when they don’t take a break. And we’re no longer an agrarian society with family farms that need all hands on the plow for the summer growing and harvest season.
But something about having that summer break just seems to fit with our natural God-given biological rhythms. We stay up later. We get up earlier (well, some people do).
Each year we plan to take a grandchild on some sort of trip or adventure. We — okay I, really want to take them to Southern California to visit some of the places we used to take their parents. The Space Museum. Griffith Park Observatory. Gene Autry Museum. A Dodger game. The beach.
The most we managed this year was a long weekend and a visit to the Fossil Discovery Center. We did get to go swimming a few times and watched some movies.
But I’m writing on next year’s calendar right now to plan some summer trips.
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