{"id":7550,"date":"2023-02-16T11:16:05","date_gmt":"2023-02-16T19:16:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.leftyparent.com\/blog\/?p=7550"},"modified":"2023-02-21T08:27:56","modified_gmt":"2023-02-21T16:27:56","slug":"clubius-contained-part-6-last-day-of-school-june-1961","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.leftyparent.com\/blog\/2023\/02\/16\/clubius-contained-part-6-last-day-of-school-june-1961\/","title":{"rendered":"Clubius Contained Part 6 – Last Day of School (June 1961)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Bach Elementary School<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I could smell those lilac bushes with all the big bunches of little purple flowers as I walked by them into the park towards the trees on the other side. Mom had told me about the seasons, and I was old enough now to see how they had worked each year. Most plants hid or \u201cslept\u201d during the winter, except for the \u201cevergreen\u201d trees, which kept their \u201cneedle leaves\u201d. Then when it got warmer in the spring, all the other trees, bushes, and other plants would have those tiny \u201cbud\u201d things that would start to grow into new leaves and then flowers too, that would start small, like little kids started small. But then next it would be summer, and the leaves and the flowers would get bigger, and all the plants would be covered with green and also the other colors of the flowers.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s what it was now, summer. I had seen all these changes happen for a lot of years now, because I was six years old. I used to worry when things changed, but now I liked it, specially when I knew what kind of changes were coming. They were changes in a circle, like a clock, where a time would come, then be gone, but then you knew it would come again. You just had to wait, but you didn\u2019t have to worry.<\/p>\n

It was cloudy and the wind was blowing a little, specially in the middle of the park where there weren\u2019t any trees or bushes, but it still felt kind of warm.<\/p>\n

It was FINALLY the last day of first grade. It seemed like it had been forever since I started going to that regular Bach school. Started having to get up when the little hand was pointing at the \u201c7\u201d, before I wanted to get up, and started walking to school when the big hand got down to the \u201c6\u201d. I liked to walk, especially when I got across the park and could walk on that long street that went down to my school, with the big maple trees above me that felt like a giant tunnel. I even liked it when it was raining, because I would wear my raincoat and my rubber boots and it would feel even more like an adventure. Like I was cozy inside my spacesuit but everything outside me was different.<\/p>\n

But back in the winter I didn\u2019t like walking so much when it was really cold and cloudy and windy, and still kind of dark. It felt like it was too early, like the outside wasn\u2019t ready for people yet. And when it felt like that, I just wanted to go home. I DID like it in the winter when it snowed, but that didn\u2019t happen very much, and if it was still kind of dark I still wanted to go home.<\/p>\n

At home, or while I was walking to school, I was in charge of what I was thinking about and could do my regular thinking about whatever I wanted to. And what I usually wanted to think about was pretending, because that was my favorite thing to do. I could think about doing pretending with my friends or just my toys. Or I could even do pretending by just thinking, without my friends or without my toys. It was fun, and EVERY kid I knew or just saw or talked to in the park, most of all, wanted to have fun. And the kids I liked to talk to and play with, like me, had the most fun when they were pretending.<\/p>\n

But when I got to school, our teacher, Miss Z, was in charge of us, except maybe at recess, and she wanted us to think about school stuff. At home, even though mom and dad were in charge of me sometimes, like at bedtime or when we had to go somewhere in the car, they didn\u2019t tell me what to think about, unless they got mad at me. Now sometimes my friends would tell me what they wanted me to think about, but I could decide if I wanted to. But if Miss Z told me what to think about, I couldn\u2019t tell her I didn\u2019t want to. All the older kids I knew, like Danny and Marybeth and Ricky, all said that was how school worked. You just did all those things to \u201clearn\u201d stuff that would help you and also make your teacher think you were a good \u201cstudent\u201d.<\/p>\n

And some things were good to learn and most kids wanted to learn them, like how to read and write, or how to use numbers to figure stuff out. But sometimes we would be reading stories, because she told us to do reading, and the story I was reading was really interesting and I wanted to keep reading it, but she said I had to stop because it was time to do numbers. And if she could tell that I didn\u2019t like that, she would say I could finish reading it later, but that wasn\u2019t the same, because she was in charge when I wanted to be in charge.<\/p>\n

And sometimes Miss Z would make us think about stuff that I didn\u2019t want to think about. I didn\u2019t want to think about it because it was hard instead of fun, like \u201cspelling\u201d or \u201cpenmanship\u201d. I didn\u2019t like things that were hard, because I couldn\u2019t figure out why I was doing it and that kept making me worried, and I didn\u2019t like worrying all the time. A lot of grownups said that things that weren\u2019t EASY were hard, and the really important things were hard. But me and other kids I played with thought that things that weren\u2019t FUN were hard, and the really important things were fun. That was really different.<\/p>\n

On those days when I didn\u2019t have to go to school, or after I came home from school, I could just think about whatever I wanted to and then do whatever I was thinking about if I wanted to, because it was fun. That\u2019s the way I had always done things, since I could first remember. I did things because they were fun. Now I was wondering if we really weren’t supposed to do that anymore. Did grownups want us to do more things that were hard instead of fun? Is that why we all had to go to school?<\/p>\n

Grownups all had to do \u201cwork\u201d. Dads usually had to go somewhere else to do their \u201cwork\u201d, though dad did some of his in his office in the basement. I think he used to like some of it, but it seemed now like it was mostly just hard. And moms did their \u201cwork\u201d at home. I couldn\u2019t think of anything mom had to do that she really liked, except maybe \u201cworking in the garden\u201d. She actually liked that, but she didn\u2019t do it very much. Most of what they both were doing now was hard and not fun.<\/p>\n

Walking down the long street towards my school, I saw Gabe and Theo up ahead of me. Theo was this other kid in my class. He and Gabe lived right next to each other. I yelled at them to wait for me and ran down to where they were walking. I tried to walk next to Gabe, but the sidewalk wasn\u2019t wide enough for all three of us. So I had to walk on the grass in front of the houses, but some houses had bushes by the sidewalk so then I had to walk behind them or try to walk on the other grass part next to Theo.<\/p>\n

\u201cLast day of school\u201d, said Gabe, with a big smile, \u201cNo more pencils, no more books, no more teacher’s dirty looks.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t like books?\u201d Theo asked Gabe, then looking worried said, \u201cI see you reading those Tom Swift books all the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve just heard a lot of kids in the park say that\u201d, said Gabe, \u201cI think they mean school books, not regular books.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you don\u2019t like Miss Z?\u201d Theo asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo\u201d, said Gabe, looking worried now, \u201cI like her. I think it\u2019s just what kids say about all teachers. They want you to do things what they think is the right way, and they don\u2019t like it if you don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou want to do things the wrong way?\u201d Theo asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cNO\u201d, said Gabe, sounding a little mad now, \u201cMaybe I just want to do it a DIFFERENT right way.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHmm\u201d, said Theo, smushing his mouth together thinking.<\/p>\n

Since I\u2019d just been thinking about the same kind of stuff I decided to say what I was thinking, because that\u2019s what kids did since we were on the same team.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t want someone to tell me what to think about all the time\u201d, I said, \u201cEven if they\u2019re really nice like our teacher.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what grownups do\u201d, said Theo, \u201cDon\u2019t your ma and pop do that?\u201d<\/p>\n

Mom and dad didn\u2019t, unless they were mad at me, which wasn\u2019t very often. I shook my head, but wondered if they were supposed to. But Molly\u2019s mom and Paul\u2019s mom didn\u2019t, and I don\u2019t think Gabe\u2019s mom did either. But I think Kenny\u2019s mom and dad did.<\/p>\n

Theo looked worried again. \u201cSo how do you know how to be good unless grownups tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I lifted my shoulders up and down. I hadn\u2019t thought about that.<\/p>\n

\u201cI just figure out what\u2019s good or bad\u201d, said Gabe, \u201cYou just have to watch people. Grownups. Kids. You can tell when it\u2019s good or bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

Theo thought about that as we all walked down the street to school, me behind the two of them because it was too hard to keep walking next to either of them.<\/p>\n

Finally Theo figured out what to ask next. \u201cWell what if you think it\u2019s good but your ma and pop know it’s really bad?\u201d<\/p>\n

Now Gabe moved his shoulders up and down. \u201cI don\u2019t know\u201d, he said, \u201cThen I guess you need to do a lot of thinking about if you\u2019re right or they are.\u201d That made sense to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cHmm\u201d, said Theo again, \u201cI guess I\u2019ll have to think about that.\u201d Gabe and I nodded.<\/p>\n

When we walked in our room at school our teacher saw the three of us and said, \u201cThere you are!\u201d That seemed like her favorite thing to say, like she wasn\u2019t sure she would see you but liked it when she did. \u201cThe folders with your school work are up on the front tables with your names on them. Why don\u2019t you each get yours and take it to your desks.\u201d<\/p>\n

After a few more kids had come in, the bell rang.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh dear\u201d, she said, \u201cThat bell is SO loud. Hurts my ears.\u201d Some of the kids nodded. It WAS pretty loud and always scared me. Even when I was watching the clock and knew it was about to ring, it still made my teeth shiver.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t a regular day because our teacher didn\u2019t do any teaching, and we didn\u2019t have to do any learning. She just gave each of us a \u201cfolder\u201d, which was kind of like a book but the pages weren\u2019t stuck together. It had stuff we had written and pictures we had drawn at school that we could take home and show our moms and dads how much we learned. I saw some of the pictures other kids did and some of them looked better than mine. Also some of them wrote their letters better than I did.<\/p>\n

Then she asked each one of us, if we wanted to, to say what \u201cfun plans\u201d we had for the summer, like those \u201cvacation\u201d things that some people did where you went somewhere different. Theo said he was going to his grandparents in \u201cCleveland\u201d, wherever that was. Mary said her family was going to the \u201cocean\u201d, and she was also going to \u201ccamp\u201d, whatever that was. Jake said he was going to ride his bicycle and play in the park every day. That sounded good to me.<\/p>\n

So while the other kids were talking about what they were going to do, I started thinking about what I was going to do. I figured I\u2019d do a lot of pretending like I\u2019d done before. Small pretending in the basement and the backyard with soldiers, Tinker Toys, Lincoln Logs, boats and submarines, and my new Erector Set and bridge and building stuff. Building that giant fort with all my Lincoln Logs with Molly helping me. Big pretending in the park with other kids fighting in a war, making secret \u201cclubs\u201d, being Captain Nemo, Tom Swift, or other neat guys. I would also do a lot of reading about other stories that I could use for pretending, like more Tom Swift stories, or the Borrowers, or that Civil War that Danny told me about. Riding my bicycle to my friends\u2019 houses. Mom taking me to Molly\u2019s new house so we could do little pretending in her backyard or big pretending in her room or that Burns Park near her house.<\/p>\n

Amanda said she was going to this giant lake, some kind of \u201csuper\u201d lake, that was as big as the ocean, and she also was going to read a lot of books. I wondered if she said that book part, because she thought our teacher would like her more and think she was the best \u201cstudent\u201d, that\u2019s the word our teacher called us sometimes when we were learning I guess. I think because Amanda said that, Gabe said he was going to read books too, LOTS of them, and work on the submarine he had invented.<\/p>\n

I went after Gabe. I didn\u2019t say most of the things I had been thinking about. I said I was going to ride my bike and play in the park every day, like Jake had said. I said I was going to read lots of books like Amanda and Gabe had said. And since I did want the other kids to think I was doing neat things in the summer, even though Miss Z was listening too, I said I was going to build a giant pretend fort in the backyard, bigger than I\u2019d ever built before, because I had gotten even more Lincoln Logs for my birthday. Some of the other boys looked at me like that was a good idea and they wanted to do that too.<\/p>\n

We went out for our last recess and Amanda, Gabe and I hid in that same giant tube thing in the playground we hid in on that first day I went to this regular school. But this time Jake was in there with us. Just like always, Amanda was wearing a dress, so she could only sit a certain way so we couldn\u2019t see her underwear. I always wondered why she even wanted to wear dresses so much. They seemed like they made everything harder. But she said that\u2019s what regular girls wore, unless they were \u201ctomboys\u201d like Molly.<\/p>\n

Amanda, Gabe and Jake were my \u201cschool\u201d friends. I saw them every day we went to school, and sometimes I\u2019d see Gabe on the weekend too in the park. But they were still a different kind of friend than Molly was. Molly said that I was her \u201cbest friend\u201d, not her \u201cboyfriend\u201d. But I wondered if maybe I was more like her \u201cboyfriend\u201d and she was more like my \u201cgirlfriend\u201d. I was kind of happy that she wasn\u2019t around anymore, or going to my school, because if she was, when other kids saw us together, they would say we looked like boyfriend and girlfriend. Then the boys, and probably the girls too, would tease me, and that would be really really bad. I wanted everybody to like me, and I didn\u2019t want to worry that someone didn\u2019t like me or would want to tease me.<\/p>\n

Gabe said he\u2019d see me in the park and then we could go play at each other\u2019s houses too. He said he wanted to build that super giant fort with me. Jake, who lived farther away from me than Gabe did, said he would ask his mom if I could come over and play. Amanda said she didn\u2019t usually play with boys when she wasn\u2019t at school.<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause they\u2019re stupid, right\u201d, Gabe said. He was strange sometimes, because he would even tease people he liked, specially Amanda.<\/p>\n

She looked at him with her fierce face, even though I think she liked him too. She said, \u201cWell, you guys aren\u2019t as stupid as the other boys.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo why don\u2019t you play with Mary and the other girls?\u201d asked Jake.<\/p>\n

\u201cCuz they\u2019re all silly\u201d, said Gabe, \u201cSpecially Mary.\u201d Then he looked at Amanda and said, \u201cBecause you told me you don\u2019t like Mary.\u201d<\/p>\n

Amanda\u2019s eyes got really fierce and she even wrinkled her nose. \u201cThat is none of your business Gabriel\u201d, she said, saying the words kind of slowly.<\/p>\n

Gabe did a laugh through his nose. Jake and I didn\u2019t say anything.<\/p>\n

After recess we went back to our room and our teacher had cookies we could eat to \u201ccelebrate our last day together.\u201d As we ate them she went around and talked to each of the kids in our class to say goodbye.<\/p>\n

When she came over to the four of us she said quietly, I guess so other kids couldn\u2019t hear her, \u201cI really appreciate you guys\u2026\u201d, she looked at Amanda, \u201cand girls, working hard to learn as much as you could. I think you inspired your classmates to do the same.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s \u2018inspired\u2019?\u201d Amanda asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cInspired is when you see someone else doing something and it makes you want to do it yourself\u201d, our teacher said. Amanda pushed her lips together and nodded. Gabe, Jake and I nodded too.<\/p>\n

Regular school had been better than I thought it would be, because our teacher, Miss Z, was so nice. But still, I was glad she wasn\u2019t going to be in charge of everything that we did, and what we had to think about anymore. It had been okay learning some things, like reading and writing, but it hadn\u2019t been fun sometimes with other stuff that I just wanted to figure out by myself, like numbers.<\/p>\n

The bell rang. I knew it was going to ring but it still scared me. But the good thing about the bell was that, before lunch or at the end of the day, when it rang you could go home.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell\u201d, said our teacher, looking sad. \u201cIt\u2019s time to say goodbye.\u201d<\/p>\n

She went and stood by the door, so no one could go out without saying goodbye to her. I watched her look at each one of us at the door and talk to us, before she let us go out. Finally it was my turn.<\/p>\n

\u201cCooper\u201d, she said, \u201cI think you did quite well, considering you\u2019re a year younger than most everyone else.\u201d I nodded. \u201cAnd I really enjoyed your mom inviting me and Miranda to your birthday party. I wish I had a mom like your mom. Tell her thank you again and have a great summer. Keep reading and learning.\u201d I nodded. I would at least keep reading, and figuring stuff out.<\/p>\n

Then I was out the door, into the big school hallway. Gabe, Amanda and Jake were standing there waiting for me.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo more school\u201d, said Gabe, \u201cUntil second grade.\u201d I nodded. Jake and Amanda didn\u2019t say anything, but looked like they were thinking about that too. Jake looked a little worried.<\/p>\n

The four of us walked through the doors at the end of the hallway and went outside to the sidewalk by the street that went up one way to Gabe\u2019s house, Allmendinger Park, and my house across the park. And that Jake and Amanda would walk down the other way to go to their houses. So this is where we had to go different ways.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe gotta go this way\u201d, Jake said, pointing down the street and looking sad. Amanda nodded, looking sad too.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hope you guys can come over to my house\u201d, he said. Gabe and I nodded, and looked at Amanda for what she was going to say.<\/p>\n

\u201cAgain\u201d, she said, \u201cYou\u2019re boys. So I probably won\u2019t see you until school starts in the fall.\u201d Gabe shook his head like Amanda was being silly or stupid. Gabe and Amanda were always doing stuff like that to each other.<\/p>\n

She looked at Gabe like she was mad at him, but also still liking him too. \u201cRemember Gabriel\u201d, she said, \u201cI\u2019m not a tomboy like Cooper\u2019s friend Molly. I\u2019m a regular girl.\u201d Then she thought about what she had said and said, \u201cWell, not a REGULAR regular girl. Not a silly cutesy one like Mary.\u201d Then she thought some more and said, \u201cMaybe I\u2019ll invite you guys to my birthday party, since Cooper invited me to his. Mine is August 15th and I\u2019ll be seven. That might be okay. You could meet my other friends, though they\u2019re mostly older than I am.\u201d Gabe, Jake and I all nodded. Gabe didn\u2019t try to say anything funny or silly, or that would make Amanda mad.<\/p>\n

She looked at Jake and blew air out of her mouth. \u201cCome on Jacob, let\u2019s go\u201d, she said, then looking at Gabe and I, \u201cBye bye guys. Don\u2019t be stupid while I\u2019m not watching.\u201d<\/p>\n

I figured Gabe would say something funny because she said that, but he just said \u201cbye\u201d, and looked sad. I said \u201cbye\u201d too and felt sad like all three of them did. She and Jake walked away from us down the sidewalk. I wondered if Gabe would say something to me about Amanda, but he didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

Gabe and I walked up the street the other way towards his house but didn\u2019t say anything. Other older kids were around us talking about school being done and what they were going to do. Camp or playing in the park. Going to the lake. Playing baseball, if they were boys. They were so busy talking to each other it was like they didn\u2019t even see us. That felt strange. Older kids in the park might not talk to you but they would at least look at you and do something so you knew they saw you.<\/p>\n

When we walked up Gabe\u2019s street and got to his house, his mom saw us from the kitchen window and came to the front door.<\/p>\n

\u201cGabriel\u201d, she said, sounding mad, \u201cThere\u2019s a huge mess in the basement and a yellow stain on the rug down there. What in God\u2019s name were you doing down there?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAn experiment\u201d, Gabe said. His mom shook her head.<\/p>\n

She looked at me and said, \u201cHi Cooper. Congratulations on finishing first grade!\u201d I nodded. \u201cCongratulations\u201d was this big word that grownups used a lot when somebody did something really good, but I\u2019d never heard a kid say it. I nodded. I\u2019d been over to Gabe\u2019s house a lot, but I\u2019d never really talked with his mom. I really didn\u2019t talk to grownups very much like Ricky did. I talked to mom and dad some, but mostly to answer their questions or ask them my questions. Though most grownups seemed to like me, I WAS on the other team.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d invite you to stay for lunch\u201d, she said, \u201cBut this one and I have to sort this \u2018experiment\u2019 and that rug stain out.\u201d<\/p>\n

Gabe turned to me and said, \u201cBye. See you in the park tomorrow\u201d, and ran to his front door and into his house.<\/p>\n

\u201cTell your mom hi\u201d, she said, making a pretend smile. Then she closed their front door, but I could still hear her loud voice being mad at Gabe. I wondered if she was going to spank him.<\/p>\n

I walked by myself back to the park. I was still feeling a little bit sad that I wouldn\u2019t have school anymore because I wouldn\u2019t see Gabe, Amanda and Jake everyday. But I also felt really good that I didn\u2019t have to get up and go to school, do all those things that my teacher said we had to do, but instead could figure out every day what I wanted to do and no grownups would tell me. And I had lots of other kids to play with. Though I only saw Molly on Saturdays, there was still Paul, and all those other kids in the park, like Gabe even, to play with.<\/p>\n

As I walked across the park and saw all the kids playing with no grownups around, it made me think that the best thing about school being done was that grownups weren\u2019t in charge of me or all these other kids anymore, at least most of the time. A couple of those older kids from my school, who earlier walking home had not even noticed Gabe and I, saw me. One of them had one of those little radios like mine, and he had it turned up so it was loud.<\/p>\n

It sounded like one of those \u201cMotown\u201d songs, with an older girl, not a grownup, singing. She sang\u2026<\/p>\n

He took me to a show
\nHe said he wanted some more
\nI said kiss me please
\nHe said after I eat
\nI said what do you like
\nHe said you know what I like
\nI like\u2026<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

While she sang all those different words the other older girls singing the song with her were just singing the same words, \u201cbuttered popcorn\u201d, over and over again. That kid from school looked at me and nodded his head to the music. I nodded back at him to the music too.<\/p>\n

The park was our place, and we kids were in charge here. That felt good. I was really glad it was finally summer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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