The Boy is a grade-one student

Toronto, 2014.09.02

When we took our son to school today, I agreed with some of the other parents - we couldn't remember our first day. The Boy was raring to go this morning, he was not only the first one ready but he was waiting from the landing on the stairs. By comparison, his playground friend (and now classmate) really just didn't want to be there because two of his friends had moved away during the summer.

The problems these kids face. Such deep crises!

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(In which I leave the final word to someone else.)

If I had my life to live over, I'd try to make more mistakes next time. I would relax, I would limber up, I would be crazier than I've been on this trip. I know very few things I'd take seriously any more. I'd certainly be less hygenic... I would take more chances, I would take more trips, I would scale more mountains, I would swim more rivers, and I would watch more sunsets. I would eat more ice cream and fewer beans. I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had to do it all over again, I'd have many more of them, in fact I'd try not to have anything else, just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of my day. If I had it to do all over again, I'd travel lighter, much lighter than I have. I would start barefoot earlier in the spring, and I'd stay that way later in the fall. And I would ride more merry-go-rounds, and catch more gold rings, and greet more people and pick more flowers and dance more often. If I had it to do all over again - but you see, I don't.

-Jorge Luis Borges