I will never forget the 6th grade when our head teacher
proposed a game. She told us to close our eyes and focus on all the sounds we
heard around us that we usually ignored. Acknowledge their presence and then
try to understand where they came from. The point of the game was to realize
that we’re never alone and that a lot of things are always happening around us.
Today I read on my balcony bathing in the sunset light and I played the
game again. I heard kids playing with a ball, a baby crying, a parent trying to
soothe him, birds chirping, my dad yawning, the wind gently blowing and I
realized one thing: Summer is here!
The past days I've been upset by the constant in and out rain but… It’s
June so that’s normal. All natural for the young, rebellious Summer girl who’s
sitting on the other green armchair on my balcony. She’s winking at me and
playing with her long, blond hair while the sun is caressing her by sending
some mild rays on her fragile body. She’s taking a comfortable position and all
of a sudden she seems lost, looking in the distance. Just like trying to figure
out if she’s here to stay or she should shake the dust again. She smells like
poppies and hay, fresh rain and late summer nights by the lake. She’s a girl
and a woman altogether. And she knows it. I don’t dare ask her anything being
afraid I might ruin her magic moment so I just lounge on my green armchair and
I smile with my eyes closed, bathing in the same sun as her. And when I open my
eyes she’s already gone. “See you tomorrow evening, Summer. Same place, same
hour. Maybe tomorrow we’ll start talking” :)
