Has school supplies shopping become a chore ?
I initially bought my niece a fairly standard pink and gray backpack for the upcoming school year. I thought to myself that she's getting to be a big girl now (she turned 7 in May) and she might want to have something a little more mature since according to my sister, all the other girls in her class look up to her. Me over-analysing it meant that she needed to set an example for the other girls ... take their studies seriously ! and whatnot.
I suppose you can say that I've forgotten what it feels like to be 7. At that age, I had skipped from grade 3 to 4 and even though I was a painfully shy child I firmly told my mother that she must no longer accompany me to my class in the mornings. Despite my first official attempt at independence and grown-up-ness, I still had a cute white tote bag with little flowers all over it and it had a teal coloured zipper and handles. I would look forward to going to Hampsteads during the summer to check out all the gurly school supplies and (my fav) SCENTED ERASERS. Back then, we didn't have the long list of required school supplies either that now seem to take away the delight of filling up the cart with flashy pens, swirly patterned binders and .. well you get the picture.
So channeling my inner 7 year old, I returned the plain schoolbag and headed to Sanrio. 22 years later, I still squeal (silently now !) over the fruity smelling erasers ...
Has school supplies shopping become a chore ?
I initially bought my niece a fairly standard pink and gray backpack for the upcoming school year. I thought to myself that she's getting to be a big girl now (she turned 7 in May) and she might want to have something a little more mature since according to my sister, all the other girls in her class look up to her. Me over-analysing it meant that she needed to set an example for the other girls ... take their studies seriously ! and whatnot.
I suppose you can say that I've forgotten what it feels like to be 7. At that age, I had skipped from grade 3 to 4 and even though I was a painfully shy child I firmly told my mother that she must no longer accompany me to my class in the mornings. Despite my first official attempt at independence and grown-up-ness, I still had a cute white tote bag with little flowers all over it and it had a teal coloured zipper and handles. I would look forward to going to Hampsteads during the summer to check out all the gurly school supplies and (my fav) SCENTED ERASERS. Back then, we didn't have the long list of required school supplies either that now seem to take away the delight of filling up the cart with flashy pens, swirly patterned binders and .. well you get the picture.
So channeling my inner 7 year old, I returned the plain schoolbag and headed to Sanrio. 22 years later, I still squeal (silently now !) over the fruity smelling erasers ...