9/9/09

hold on2 summer-time!

2day was little kid's 1st day in 2nd grade. i thought i had 2 be elsewhere but that event was canceled last minute, so i was privileged 2 take my wee one 2 the skool-yard w his gramma. his 1st day of kindergarten and 1st grade were mesmerizing experiences 4 me, i was transported back 2 that exciting moment in my early life; 2gether w new kids on2 the future. and since u graduate from kindergarten, u begin all anew in 1st grade, so refreshing and fun. hux and i were very excited all summer about his going in2 the 2nd grade. in celebration the night b4, we had packed a special lunch box w soba noodles and korean tofu cutlets from sacred chow. i dont remember the 1st day of 2nd grade as vividly, and 2day i understood why. when we got 2 the skool-yard it was crazy-packed w kids, guardians & skool officials, galore, galore, galore. it felt like utter chaos. a women was outside the skool-yard gates sloganeering 4 mayor bloomberg. it felt like endless slow steps 2 the entrance where everyone was converging 2 find out where teacher & class could be found. by the time we got 2 the front, his class had already ascended 2 the 2nd floor. we walked over 2 the skool entrance where officer lola was greeting lines of classes going up. she said, " oh hux ur class already went up, go head huxley, ur a big boy, u can go up urself." huxley, wanting 2 hold on2 summer-time, said, " my dad needs 2 come up w me 2 meet my new teacher and classmates." " oh hux," i said, knowing that i couldnt, " u gotta go up urself, it's 2 crowded." he grabbed my hand tight, looking sad, and disappeared alone in2 the moving crowd. like melting in2 a 9am train-rush @ 42nd street; summer was over, time 4 work.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

summer is a state of mind.... there is still Indian summer and fountains of water to run thru....hold on to the hand holding when that starts to fade it is days before they say goodbye to go to college.... the moments are precious beyond the words and time will stand still only for a second to smell the air...take the breath and hold it when you exhale the leaves will be golden and the fountain will no longer spew and the laughter of running thru will too....