Mad Jack Hanks: Tales From The O-NO Ranch 9-9-13
That first day of school for the little ones that have not been before can be a little scarey.
I know that I was scared to go just because I had never been away from my mother other than in Sunday School. I knew she was close by. My mom had taken me to meet my teacher the first day of school and when we went school had just turned out. That’s the way I remember it.
I remember an overweight red headed kid sound asleep at his desk. I was concerned that what if I went to sleep and nobody noticed and nobody came to get me. That was scarey, very scarey.
My older brother had already been to school for a year but I knew if I went to sleep he could care less and would forget about me. Of course after that first year everything is OK because you are a veteran. I don’t remember not being ready for school in the years to come because I got some new clothes and was always ready to see who the new kids would be.
My first year in high school I was more than ready to call summer quits and not have to get up early and go to work with a gang of oil field roustabouts and spend a hot summer day with a shovel or rake in my hands. I was excited to get back to school and see my friends and see if there was going to be any new “hot” girls that I hadn’t met.
One thing that I did not look forward to were those two a day football workouts two weeks before school started. The first at 7 a.m. and the second at 4 in the afternoon. Painful, those workouts were extremely painful for the first week and then your body was not quite so sore and you could tell you were getting into better shape than you had been. I absolutely loved the game of football or I don’t think that I would have participated at all. Those two a day workouts came in handy when I went into basic training at Fort Chaffee, Ark. When I was huffin’ and puffin’ and my body began to ache I remembered how hard those football workouts had been on me.
I reckon some kids don’t relish the thought of going back to school but then again the large percent of them laid around all summer and “goofed off” and of course they didn’t want to have to assume responsibility of any kind. On the other hand if they were farm or ranch kids I can almost guarantee you they were ready for school to start so they could catch a break!
I look back on those years that it was mandatory that I attend school. I didn’t jump for joy just because I was in school because I knew it was just something that we all had to do. When I hear kids complaining about having to get up and go to school I chuckle to myself. That day will come when they are booted out into a dose of reality in the “real world”! School looks pretty darn good when it’s you against the “real world.”
Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion, be a patriot, and I’ll c y’all, all y’all next week. ❖