Carrie Petersen

I don’t wish to be a teenager again. But around this time of year I do get a twinge of jealousy that students are on a three-month vacation and I am not.

While I was going from one place to another yesterday, I saw about a dozen girls outside a house gathering together for a group picture. I overheard something about the last day of school and a lot of laughter.

Apparently, the only person within picture-taking distance was the mailman, who was snapping a picture for the group.

I can only imagine what was said back at the post office: “You got chased by a dog today? Well, that’s nothing. I got ambushed by a dozen last-day-of-school kids.”

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