Sunday, June 29, 2008

Summer - Cousin G

Summer is not fun for everyone.
Fortunately for little Johnny Gillespie, this summer was going perfectly and he was having the time of his life. He was enrolled in summer camp and it the most fun thing he could ever remember doing, and he was already nine, so he had a lot of memories. At least he thought so. One day while he was waiting for his turn to kick in a camp game of kickball, he had a flashback to last summer.

His parents had dragged him and his older sister all over the country visiting all these relatives and friends that he did not remember although apparently he had met most of them before. He had gotten pretty sick of being told what a handsome young boy he was. What did he care about that? He wanted to be playing kickball. His sister also was pretty irritated about having to leave all her friends so she was in a bad mood during the entire trip. This resulted in her being mean to him which didn’t help things at all for Johnny.

“Johnny, you’re up!” yelled the camp counselor who was acting as his team’s coach.

He kicked a single which scored a run for his team.

Johnny’s older sister wasn’t having as much fun as he was. She was headed off to college for her freshman year in the fall and she was panicking about her wardrobe and her computer, cell phone, ipod, and a whole lot of other things that she wanted replaced with the latest and greatest things on the market. In order to pay for all this stuff, she had to have income so she had a boring and monotonous summer job working at a grocery store. She did get to see her friends when she wasn’t working or shopping but all they did was sit around her room and complain about how they didn’t have the latest computer, cell phone, ipod, or whatever else, and worry about how disastrous college might turn out to be. Johnny could not understand why they would waste their time on such severely boring conversations but he just figured that that’s what boring older sisters did. Most of the time he was having too much fun to notice anyway.

If Johnny’s sister thought she was having the worst summer of all time, she was greatly mistaken. Her parents both worked full time and were working overtime because of recent lay offs and because they wanted to make a little extra cash to compensate for the humongous bills they would be paying due to their daughter entering into college.

Meanwhile there was little Johnny Gillespie out at summer camp. He was playing kickball and also baseball, football, basketball, tennis, etc. To Johnny, summer was a time to have endless fun and if someone had told him that it wasn’t always going to be that way he wouldn’t have listened and he wouldn’t have cared. After all, he was only nine.

1 comment:

Lucy Autrey Wilson said...

I want to be 9 years old again!

Great story.