It
might have been the locked-in-the-bathroom incident, or perhaps it
was something else or a combination of things, but when the summer
between fourth and fifth grade was over, Mom said that the next
year we could only go to the Recreation which was at our
Boston Valley school and not the one that was further away in Boston
– the one where Clark got locked in the boys's room. Perhaps this
was because our school was closer and Mom could get to it easily if
there was an emergency – that would make the most sense, now that I
think about it. But at the time, I was very upset with this edict.
My
best friend, Diane, went to Recreation also. And she only went
to the second Boston school. She thought it was more fun there, or it
might have been the one that her mother wanted her to go to. I
was upset because I knew that the next summer, Diane would be going
to one place for Recreation, and I would have to go to the
other.
Before
fifth grade began, I decided that I wanted fifth grade to go on
forever – so that the summer would never arrive! So I would
not be alone at one Recreation while my best friend went to
the other Recreation. It was the first time in my life I ever
wanted time to go slowly – usually I was eager for the Holidays, or
eager to be growing up, or anxious for a particular school year to be
over. I knew I could not stop time – that my wish for fifth grade
to never end would not come true. And I thought that would be
a harsh enough reality to have to face.
But
Fate stepped in and dealt the little-girl-me a most wicked blow.
Shortly after fifth grade began, Diane got on the school bus one
morning and sat down next to me. It was readily apparent that she had
been crying! I asked what was wrong, and Diane told me the family was
moving! They moved to Hamburg not long after that, and a few years
later the family moved all the way to Scranton, Pennsylvania! I did
not understand how life could be so cruel – there I was wondering
how I could survive the summer without Diane at Recreation
with me, and the Powers that Be plucked Diane out of my everyday life
completely!
The pivotal moment in my childhood.
My best friend moved away.
Fifth
grade ended eventually.
The
summer after fifth grade, Recreation at the nearby Boston
Valley school was disbanded.
And all the kids went to the second, further down the road, Boston school.
So that summer I was where, a year earlier, I thought I would want to
be, except it was without Diane. Probably my first experience with
the adage be careful what you wish for.
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