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"
Thinking
about
it
,
noticing
it
,
is
new
.
You
do
things
and
don
’
t
watch
.
Then
all
of
a
sudden
you
look
and
see
what
you
’
re
doing
and
it
’
s
the
first
time
,
really
.
I
’
m
going
to
divide
the
summer
up
in
two
parts
.
First
part
of
this
tablet
is
titled
:
RITES
AND
CEREMONIES
.
The
first
root
beer
pop
of
the
year
.
The
first
time
running
barefoot
in
the
grass
of
the
year
.
First
time
almost
drowning
in
the
lake
of
the
year
.
First
watermelon
.
First
mosquito
.
First
harvest
of
dandelions
.
Those
are
the
things
we
do
over
and
over
and
over
and
never
think
.
Now
here
in
back
,
like
I
said
,
is
DISCOVERIES
AND
REVELATIONS
or
maybe
ILLUMINATIONS
,
that
’
s
a
swell
word
,
or
INTUITIONS
,
okay
?
In
other
words
you
do
an
old
familiar
thing
,
like
bottling
dandelion
wine
,
and
you
put
that
under
RITES
AND
CEREMONIES
.
And
then
you
think
about
it
,
and
what
you
think
,
crazy
or
not
,
you
put
under
DISCOVERIES
AND
REVELATIONS
.
Here
’
s
what
I
got
on
the
wine
:
Every
rime
you
bottle
it
,
you
got
a
whole
chunk
of
1928
put
away
,
safe
.
How
you
like
that
,
Tom
?
"
"
I
got
lost
a
mile
back
somewhere
.
"
"
Let
me
show
you
another
.
Up
front
under
CEREMONIES
I
got
:
First
argument
and
licking
of
Summer
1928
by
Dad
,
morning
of
June
24th
.
In
back
under
REVELATIONS
I
got
:
The
reason
why
grownups
and
kids
fight
is
because
they
belong
to
separate
races
.
Look
at
them
,
different
from
us
.
Look
at
us
,
different
from
them
.
Separate
races
,
and
never
the
twain
shall
meet
.
Put
that
in
your
pipe
and
smoke
it
,
Tom
!
"
"
Doug
,
you
hit
it
,
you
hit
it
!
That
’
s
right
!
That
’
s
exactly
why
we
don
’
t
get
along
with
Mom
or
Dad
.
Trouble
,
trouble
,
from
sunrise
to
supper
!
Boy
,
you
’
re
a
genius
!
"
"
Any
time
this
next
three
months
you
see
something
done
over
and
over
,
tell
me
.
Think
about
it
,
and
tell
me
that
.
Come
Labor
Day
,
we
’
ll
add
up
the
summer
and
see
what
we
got
!
"
"
I
got
a
statistic
for
you
right
now
.
Grab
your
pencil
,
Doug
.
There
are
five
billion
trees
in
the
world
.
I
looked
it
up
.
Under
every
tree
is
a
shadow
,
right
?
So
,
then
,
what
makes
night
?
I
’
ll
tell
you
:
shadows
crawling
out
from
under
five
billion
trees
!
Think
of
it
!
Shadows
running
around
in
the
air
,
muddying
the
waters
you
might
say
.
If
only
we
could
figure
a
way
to
keep
those
dam
five
billion
shadows
under
those
trees
,
we
could
stay
up
half
the
night
,
Doug
,
because
there
’
d
be
no
night
!
There
you
are
;
something
old
,
something
new
.
"
"
That
’
s
old
and
new
,
all
right
.
"
Douglas
licked
the
yellow
Ticonderoga
pencil
,
whose
name
he
dearly
loved
.
"
Say
it
again
.
"
"
Shadows
are
under
five
billion
trees
.
.
.
"
