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The Outdoor Experience!

tentEvery year during the summer season North Americans dig out their tents and camping gear to experience the great outdoors. I personally have done this for most of my life.  In July my son and I, along with cousins, a brother-in-law and friends, were camping at Lake Louise in Banff National Park.   Lake Louise is known as one of Canada’s most beautiful places.  The lake has visitors from all over the world.   Just sitting along the lake or hiking on one of the trails, you will likely hear ten or more different languages.  It really is cool to witness.

On our first night of tenting, across from our campsite were a group of young campers of Asian heritage.  I’m not sure which part of Asia they were from; China, Japan, Korea and really it does not matter. They looked to be university students or at least of that age. What was fun to watch was that this was obviously their first time tenting.  Likely the first time they camped ever.  They apparently had just purchased a new tent and were attempting to set it up.  One of the young ladies was holding the instruction papers. Several individuals were scuttled around the tent lying on the ground.  And so our “entertainment” for the evening began.  Two of the young men pulled out the tent poles and placed them into where they believed them to go.  Eventually, they got the tent to “stand up” only to fall down once they let go.  This went on three or four times.  At one point they appeared to have the tent looking as it should but still had a pole.  Where to put the pole?  They had not realized that the extra pole was for the tent’s fly.

There were two or three times when one of the young people would run over to another camp site of what I can only assume to be friends that were camping with them.  They would return with someone else in the hope that they could help them understand the directions and get their tent set up.  We  referred to these as the “consultants”. This also went on two or three times.

What was great to see is that this was all in great fun.  At no point did they appear frustrated as we heard much laughter.  Feeling sorry for them, I suggested on more than one occasion that one or more of us should go over to help them, but we were just too engrossed to find out if they would succeed.  I am happy to report that they eventually did get their tent set up; without our help I might add.

It is so wonderful to see people from all parts of the world experiencing the outdoors of our beautiful country.  I must admit, we were entertained by them for a least an hour and an half.  I am sure that we can be equally as entertaining to people in other countries when we visit their country.  I know the French were most entertained by my attempt to speak to them in their own tongue.  I can just picture them laughing after I left them.  To be human means to laugh and some of the best laughs are at ourselves.  I have no doubt that these visiting Asians, or perhaps new Canadians, will tell their story of tenting in the Canadian Rockies many times in the future and have many laughs about their experience.  I know my family and I still laugh when telling the stories of my attempts at speaking French.

So don’t be afraid to have a good laugh at yourself once in a while.  Laugh with those laughing at your entertaining ways.

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Hello world!

First of all, you are probably wondering why I  gave my blog the title I did.  Well it so happens that my surname is Sommer which is actually the German spelling of the season summer.  Since my ancestors came from Germany, that makes sense.  I live in a country where there are four seasons; summer, winter, spring and fall.  It does not matter which season it is.  My surname never changes, thus the name, Its Sommer Season all year.  I thought that was quite creative.

Your next question is likely, “Who am I?”  I have been teaching high school for past 35 years and I have just retired from teaching this June.  Now, some have told me that I must have been crazy to teach school as long as I did, while others look at me with admiration and say, “I could never be a teacher”.  Nonetheless, I very much enjoyed my teaching career minus the occasional irate parent or difficult child.  I recently ran into my grade five and six teachers at a funeral of a friend.  During my chat with my grade five teacher, I mentioned that I was retiring this year.  She said some very wise words to me that day.  She said something to the nature of “it is so important to leave teaching while you still enjoy it”.  I can honestly say that that holds true for me.  I very much enjoyed my last year of teaching. Really, when you think about it, if you left your chosen career hating what you are doing, you would probably become a bitter, old person.  I certainly have no desire to be one of those people, although sometimes my family accuses me of being so.

Since a person has to have something to do in retirement I figured that blogging would be a great thing to do.  I love to read.  I love to write.  I love to hear other people’s stories, thoughts, opinions and adventures, so I thought to myself, “Maybe people would like to hear mine”.  Furthermore, I see it as just another way to continue teaching.  I can teach other people lessons in the  hopes that they will learn from my mistakes, adventures and experiences.

Furthermore, thanks to a colleague of mine, I have been using a blog as one of my teaching tools for past six years and very much enjoyed the experience.  I will eternally be grateful to him for pushing me to try new things. I am so glad I listened to him. So why not continue the blogging tradition?

So what might you read about in this blog?  Well, just about anything.  I will share some of my thoughts, beliefs, opinions, personal adventures and stories, or whatever I may feel like writing about that day.  You may not agree with everything I have to say, but that is okay.  My students certainly didn’t always agree with me in class, but that did not stop me from giving my opinions.

I hope you enjoy my babblings. I hope you learn something from my ramblings.  Talk to you soon,