Sunday, May 01, 2005
Mayday always fills me with curiosity, awe, and sadness. Because when I was little, my brother's school had a huge Mayday celebration, complete with a Maypole created by the students. I remember watching with awe as the students just walked around held their ribbons up and down and twirled around the pole. And soon, the pole was covered in ribbons and color. I always looked forward to the day where I could be part of the Mayday celebration. The sadness comes in because we moved before that could happen. So I never got to make that maypole. But maybe someday I will get a chance to see one made again. Happy Mayday.