Dream Team
This afternoon a group of twenty boys drove out to Billerica to help clean up the Albright's house. When I was in fourth grade I was signed up for community service, and it just so happened that on the Tuesday that I was assigned Fenn was going to the Albright's to help with Fall chores. I did not know it then, but that afternoon, would start an annual event that I would end up looking forward to very much.
The boys who are going to the house will get in the Fenn mini buses and drive out to the oldest house in Billerica. Once there we rake leaves, stack fire wood, and do other things that are needed around the house. There are lots of leaves to be raked and so we usually end up making eight to twelve huge leaf piles. Once the leaves are all piled up we put them on huge blue tarps and drag them off into the woods. Once all the piles have been cleared we go in with the leaf blower, and spray any extra leaves into one or two more piles. While most of us rake some boys will help stack firewood.
I have found it really great to be able to help, and am always left feeling a little warmer and lighter in my soul than when I came. It is a little strange to be the oldest one there, and it really made me think about trying to cherish the traditions that we have in our class, because for some of us they will be the last time that we will get to do them. This is true for our Albright trip. For the first time we went Jon Gong and I were some of the fourth graders there. It occurred to me that this will be the last year that I will do it with him. I always think how strange and kinda annoying it is when people will say how fast Fenn will fly by. I always think no not really. This is true for most aspects of what has happened at Fenn, I feel like I have put my time into it, but there are others like the Albright trip that have flown by.
I think that being able to have an open mind to experiences that you have, or can have is important, because you never know if they will turn into traditions, or how fast they might be gone.
The boys who are going to the house will get in the Fenn mini buses and drive out to the oldest house in Billerica. Once there we rake leaves, stack fire wood, and do other things that are needed around the house. There are lots of leaves to be raked and so we usually end up making eight to twelve huge leaf piles. Once the leaves are all piled up we put them on huge blue tarps and drag them off into the woods. Once all the piles have been cleared we go in with the leaf blower, and spray any extra leaves into one or two more piles. While most of us rake some boys will help stack firewood.
I have found it really great to be able to help, and am always left feeling a little warmer and lighter in my soul than when I came. It is a little strange to be the oldest one there, and it really made me think about trying to cherish the traditions that we have in our class, because for some of us they will be the last time that we will get to do them. This is true for our Albright trip. For the first time we went Jon Gong and I were some of the fourth graders there. It occurred to me that this will be the last year that I will do it with him. I always think how strange and kinda annoying it is when people will say how fast Fenn will fly by. I always think no not really. This is true for most aspects of what has happened at Fenn, I feel like I have put my time into it, but there are others like the Albright trip that have flown by.
I think that being able to have an open mind to experiences that you have, or can have is important, because you never know if they will turn into traditions, or how fast they might be gone.
