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Childhood Days of Summer

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 17
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1985
Type Text
Format image/jpeg
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6348hhs
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 323344
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6348hhs

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Title Childhood Days of Summer
Description intelligence was given prominence, honesty was a virtue, love of family a must, and respect was given to those who led in all walks of life; and for ourselves, these became traditions. CHILDHOOD DAYS OF STJMHER Mae Paulsen 256 North 300 East Ephraim, UT 84627 Non-Professional Division Second Place Personal Recollection "How dear to my heart are the scenes of ray childhood." And none are more dear than the fun-filled days of summer. The last month of school always seemed endless. I can see myself now gazing out the classroom window and longing for school to be over, longing for freedom to roam around our big yard, to ride with Dad to the field on the hayrack, or just to take off ray shoes and socks and wiggle my toes in the warm, brown earth. Somehow the days on the May calendar would finally run out. On the last day of school, we usually went just long enough to clear out our desks, turn In our books, receive our report cards, and confirm that we had been promoted. Hy memories of many such mornings are, no doubt, intermingled, but my mental pictures are clear and vivid: As I walk out the classroom door, ray teacher tells me she has enjoyed having me in her class and bids me goodbye. "Have a good summer! And find time to read. ' I quickly brush away some tears which, uncalled for, come spilling down my cheeks, "Goodbye !" Dashing away from the school grounds with my friends, I join in the chant: "No more pencils, no more books. No more teachers' cross-eyed looks," at the same time, wiping away the last of the tears. Overhead the sky is blue, with two or three fluffy white clouds playing a lazy game of "peek-a-boo with the silvery-bright sun. The air 69
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323235
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6348hhs/323235