The first day of school was always very exciting. New supplies, new clothes, and new clothes. The anticipation of those new classes was really the main thing. Textbooks being handed out, assignments given, quiz dates to be aware of. For any nerd this was where it was at. Bring it on.

There were the kids that dreaded this day and then there were those that had this on the kid calendar for weeks. At some point summer began to be a drag and the list of things to do in a small town quickly dwindled. Especially if you weren’t a huge sports fan, player, or cared even a little. It was soon time to get back to the glorious classroom.

Those of us who had this mindset had one thing in common. We had Trapper Keepers that were organized to the point of obsession. Color coded, cross-referenced, collated, and labeled. By class, by time, and with separate folders for homework, study materials, and schedules.

As soon as one class starts the anticipation for the next would begin. The one thing that would get in the way of this fantastic timeline was the dreaded PE. Ugh. You are telling me that I have to stop what I’m doing, change clothes, and sit on a nasty gym floor and listen to some guy wearing far too tight polyester shorts rattle on about the ins and out of hustling and keeping it moving? BORING. Thankfully it would soon be over and those cool kids in the group could get to science class.

To this day, the thought of the first day of school is still a fantastic memory. I just wish I could have my own first day of school once again.