9 pm- Chirping of crickets, reminding you of the summer that has come to an end
2 am- Chiming of the hall clock, signaling each hour as it gets closer to the time you have to wake
5 am- Whirring of the shower, as my Dad or older siblings were up and getting ready
7 am- Zipping of backpacks, meaning it was time to leave the house— always a hard feat for me
7:12 am- Shifting of the stop-sign on the bus, being pushed by the busdriver as he opened the door
7:50 am- Clicking of the mic when it was switched on by the principal for morning announcements
It always started with the crickets. That sound is so strongly correlated with the first day of school to me, it makes my heart beat fast and gives me small amounts of anxiety. Not kidding.
Although this year I wasn't going to any classes, I felt the excitement and newness of today. I felt a desire to organize and plan, manage my time and create goals— I felt like reading lots and lots of books and buying new pens.
Those sounds all remind me of learning, of exploration, of anticipation, and of change. And despite the anxiety and nerves attached to some of them, they remind me of the possibility and probability of a bright tomorrow.

Hahahaha! First day of school. I'm upset that I no longer have a primary colored object safety-pinned to my shirt so that the teachers can identify me (Yellow whale, blue bus, and yellow starfish Linden Hill Lions pride, baby)
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