Why Fall is My Favorite Season

As long as I can remember, fall by far been my favorite season. Firstly, the falling leaves are always a great sight to see, especially in more wooded areas. Starting at around mid fall when the leaves are really piling up I blow the leaves for $10 an hour, making the time very profitable. I also really like the weather in the fall, when the temperature is a comfortable 60 out and there is a nice cool breeze. 

  

Fall is also a time where I have a lot of memories. Both my mother and I were both born in October, making the season more eventful than others.  My mother and I also go to a farm for pumpkin picking every year, where we usually get some cider and donuts. Afterwords, we go home and figure out how we want to cave our pumpkins. Then we clean out our pumpkins and my mom starts to get the seeds from the pumpkins. After that, she cleans the seeds off and puts them on a tray. Lastly, she puts salt on them and cook them in the oven. 

I would say that one of my favorite parts of fall is that the school year has just started. This means that you get a new opportunity to make an impression on your teachers and peers. It also means that the school work is probably going to be easier than it is in spring, as we are just setting into our classes. Lastly, I enjoy the fact that fall weather allows for a lot of wardrobe flexibility, allowing both summer and winter apparel to be comfortable.

No One Cries in Summer by Jordan Bucenec

“No One Cries in Summer”

As the freeing feelings of Summer begin to subside,

one cannot help but to feel terrified.

From long cozy nights of joy and bliss,

dancing in the sun and receiving the rays’ warm kiss,

To endless, shivering days of heartache and somber,

forever wishing that summer could just last a little bit longer.

No one cries in summer.

Not when you’re knee deep in the sea,

Savoring the feeling of the soft waves against your legs and the smell of the ocean breeze.

No one cries in summer.

Not when you’re spending time with people you adore,

Making jokes and laughing until someone falls on the floor.

Even when you’re in pre-season,

Pushing yourself to the limit until you start wheezing.

No one cries in summer.

Not until you witness the crisp green leaves begin to change their colors.

Thoughts of school and expectations push you up against the wall,

And that’s the reason why everyone cries in fall.

There is always so much pressure to be the best.

“Do your homework and go to bed early, you better pass that test!”

School always begins to feel like a competition,

Trying to do homework from eight subjects in one night like a magician.

Everyone is always fighting for the highest score,

Is this school or the civil war?

If only everyone could be taught equally,

Each and every student would come to school gleefully.

No more ‘A’s, no more wrongs and rights,

No more ‘F’s, and to the end with sleepless nights!

I wish fall could feel like less of a brawl,

But until then, everyone cries in fall.