I love that expression: “A clean slate.” Maybe, I’d think each new school year, maybe this year would be new. So new that it would make me anew. Or at least make a new story: Frantically gathering food for the day as I rushed to be in time for the bus, stuffing my paper-bag lunch into my backpack. By mid-day, the yogurt would break open and soak into my homework & textbooks. Maybe this would be the year the yogurt stopped breaking? Desperately wishing I’d started my homework earlier. Loathing and the self-loathing Sunday-night realization that I wasn’t prepared for Monday. Maybe this would be the year……
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Back to School: Dreaming of a Clean Slate
