Tan Lines

Tan lines, I wear them like a military badge of honor. When the sun starts to set earlier and earlier and the air becomes crisp with the chill of fall, I have a reminder beneath my clothing. Under my wool sweaters and corduroy pants are marks that represent something that many wouldn’t consider an achievement. I see these marks as a goal reached. They are marks of a successful summer vacation in the sun. A vacation that won’t come around for another year, many months after my tan lines fade. Today marks the first day of classes at Pratt, which means summer is over. It's time to start teaching again. Remember, the children are our future.