Remembering happy things- autumn

I was trying to remember happy memories today, and I tried to go back through my childhood. I have a lot of unhappy memories- things that weren’t unpleasant at the time, but would have been if I’d known better. If I’d known people were allowed to come over to other people’s houses, etc. I found myself remembering one of the happiest things of my childhood- rec league soccer in the fall, and the first few days of school. And, well, autumn in general. I remember playing soccer on Saturdays having a great time. I specifically remember one fantastic game where everything was really muddy, and I had somehow gotten tripped, flipped onto my back, and slid about 10 ft down the field in mud! Hahaha I was SO happy! I wasn’t mad about the foul at all. Sometimes we could get dad to take us to Nemenz, the local gas station, to get a piece of candy. We would always look for this pumpkin gum. It came in a square package, and was a thick, big piece of gum shaped like an orange pumpkin. You’d slap it down on the table to break it into pieces so you could eat it. That was the best! My brother, sister, and I all loved it. I can remember smelling the cool September air as I waited at the end of the driveway for the first day of school. For some reason, the first morning was always foggy- even if it had been clear yesterday. It was always cool, but not cold enough for a jacket. There were several kids who were picked up at our babysitter’s. Her house was a small, yellow, one floor house. Basically a main room with a hallway leading to three small rooms and a bathroom. She was a good parental figure, although I hated her sometimes (but I think that probably means she was doing a good job.) The driveway was short, covered in limestone rocks (like most people’s driveways were,) and we were next to a woodsy area that was blocked with a barbed wire fence. It was the neighbor’s property, and they had cows that escaped sometimes. There was always this one tree that turned bright pink during the fall. I think it was just an average maple tree, but it was absolutely gorgeous. I haven’t been there in years, I wonder if it’s still standing? I remember going into school on the first day and inhaling the smell of the cleaners. They always cleaned the day before, and the smell permeated the hallways for the first few days. I never found another place that smelled like that. They say that smells bring back memories the most effectively. I wonder what I would remember if I stopped by in the fall! I loved feeling the leaves crunch under my feet, and I would try to catch leaves before they hit the ground while waiting for the bus. One of the older kids said that if you caught it, you could make a wish. I’m pretty sure he just made it up, but it was a cute thought, so we all tried to catch them as they fell. Yellow, red, orange, pink… I miss the seasons so much. Hopefully I will be back in the north shortly.

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