Last Day of the Holidays...

The last day of the holidays is always too short. The worst part is that it is almost always sunny. A perfect day that failed to show up when the freedom started. Today is that day. Easter break is the best holiday in my world. You don't have the commitments that Christmas holds, you don't have the long, hot days of Summer. No. Instead you get the perfect days that are special to early Spring. The lightness of the clouds and faintness of the rain.  

One of my favourite books of poetry is "The Sound Of Water", which is a collection of Haiku by Basho, Buson & Issa. Haiku is a form of poetry that consists of three lines. Each small poem captures an image or a particular emotion. Whilst reading some today I found a poem that really reflected today:

A lovely spring night

suddenly vanished while we 

viewed cherry blossoms

It shows the last night before the imprisonment begins. I know people say that you should be grateful for the education & how others would gladly take your place. I am grateful for my education but I don't think I'll ever use Trig or Physics in reality. I don't think I'll need to be able to perform a seat-drop (trampolining) to get a career. The only subject that I feel will be useful is English. It was English that taught me to write. English that taught me to construct stories & poems. English that I have to thank for this blog. So school isn't that bad - yet!

Though as I said, tomorrow the imprisonment begins and maybe, just maybe, we'll get let out for good behaviour...