By Debra Sansing Woods . . .
As a young child, I loved the primary song, “Oh What Do You Do in the Summertime?” As I sang each verse to the energetic but relaxed tempo of the music, the lyrics fired my imagination with the possibilities for summer fun. Inspired by the words, I was sure I would use the lazy days of summer to dream on the banks as I watched the clouds go by, swim in a pool to keep myself cool, drink lemonades and count all the stars in the sky. And, as it turns out, I did all of those things and more.
I cannot recall any sense of being bored in my childhood when, after I finished my chores on a summer morning, there were perhaps hours of unscheduled time stretched before me. There was no question of what on earth I would do with my day. Rather, the question I faced on a given day was which fun thing to do first. And, as a result, most of my memories of childhood summers are composed of unstructured and unhurried fun, something I want my children to enjoy as well.