Season of change
Summer is coming to an end, which means that there are a large number of disappointed kids in our community. Summer is our time to relax and just have fun.
The end of summer brings cross-country meets, football games, school shopping and older siblings going off to college.
My brother Dylan started college last week at the University of North Dakota. During his last week here, I spent as much time as possible with him. Dylan is the manger of the Lake Park pool. On his last day working at the pool, I decided it would be fun to get some friends together and go swimming. The group consisted of five people once I was done recruiting: me, my friends, Dana and Celeste, and Celeste's little sister and brother.
The afternoon was spent making fun of Dylan, having underwater breathing contests and squirting each other with the noodles. We eventually walked down to the highway to get ice cream at the malt shop. When we got back to the pool, it was time to leave. The Lake Park pool was a great time.
On Thursday, Dylan, our friend Tom and I spent the day on the lake. We went tubing, cruising on the lake and took ridiculous pictures on Dylan's computer. Dylan was the only one who could drive the boat, so Tom and I were the tubers. Dylan is just about the cruelest boat driver ever. He knows that I hate huge bumps, so what does he do? Makes huge waves and goes super fast over them. I was not happy with him.
He was extremely crazy with Tom. I have never seen such a funny looking expression. Eyes wide, mouth plastered open and hair blowing in the wind. He would skim over the water and bounce over the waves. More than once, he tumble over the front or back of the tube. You could always see it coming. The tube started to turn sideways and you could see the look of surprise on his face. I would have thought that Tom wouldn't enjoy it. Apparently Tom thought it was the best thing since sliced bread.
Finally, the time came for Dylan to get ready to leave. I helped shop for his schoolbooks while he packed his clothes. You would think that it would be easier to find books online, but no. I spent all afternoon looking for the cheapest price for four books. I can honestly say it wasn't the best spent afternoon.
On Saturday when we drove him to Grand Forks, all I could think about was how much I would miss him, how things would be different now that he's gone. I now have to do his chores, which I am not happy about, but they have to be done.
We did all sorts of things including moving Dylan in, meeting his roommate Riley, going to the bookstore, going to the welcoming ceremony and eating at the barbeque. The open ceremony was extremely cool. They had a fire dancer. I have never seen anything as cool as that man.
Fire dancing is when a person takes these rope things and lights them on fire. He then twirls them around his head and dances. It really is something to see.
After that you could tell that Dylan really wanted us to leave. So after we ate, we found Dylan and said our goodbyes. Of course my mom started crying. I just told him not to be stupid and to come home every once and a while. The last things we said to each other were insults. Brotherly-sisterly love, you know.
Even though Dylan is gone, I still talk to him. He even came home this weekend and is coming home next weekend as well. I will see him again, but it isn't the same.
Instead of four places at the dinner table, it's three. I think the only good thing is that he doesn't sit on me everyday. Soon my own school year will start, and Dylan and I will have nightly skype dates, to help me with my homework of course. After all, what are big brothers for?
Berit Ramstad Skoyles is a sophomore at Detroit Lakes High School.