Happy First Day of Spring! Nia, one of our intrepid Next Chapter Club Writers wrote this excellent story about mischievous Spring. Enjoy!
I was grinning in triumph! I had stolen Independence Day from the unsuspecting Summer. We were currently in one of those girl drama situations, and, to get back at her for saying I was reckless and irresponsible, I stole Independence day. Of course, that would only affect America because other countries celebrate Independence Day on different days. But, at the time, I was, yes, reckless and irresponsible, so I didn’t bother to think. I knew the mature Summer would chase after me sooner or later, but I didn’t think about that either. I chose the Fourth of July instead of Father’s Day because I wanted something less boring than Mother’s Day to be in my range of holidays.
People were really confused. One person said, “Hey, did you hear that the Fourth of July moved to April?” “What?” said his friend. “My calendar says it’s on July 4.” People traditionally eat summer fruits on the Fourth of July and are in the mood for barbecuing in the summer, so, things changed. A lot. I moved Fourth of July to a Sunday. So, the kids couldn’t stay up to watch the fireworks because it was a school night. They couldn’t eat watermelon because it wasn’t in season. Summer ratted me out to Autumn (my best friend), and gossipy, giggly Autumn told Winter. When Winter gets mad, she goes crazy and insta-freezes everything in sight. So, yeah. Winter was so mad that she froze everyone until I apologized and reversed it. “Okay, fine. I’m really sorry,” I said. “I’ll reverse this. Here, Summer. You can have the Fourth of July back.” And from then on, I thought before I did something.
