My mom was a teacher, and in summer she continued in Teacher Mode, but with only two
Every single weekday all summer long, my brother and I did workbook pages, journal writing, mental math problems, extra chores, AND an exercise routine---plus hateful, hateful swimming lessons, which we had to ride our bikes to so we'd get all hot and sweaty again on the way home.
My mom says it didn't take long to do the whole regimen; in my childhood memory it took HALF THE DAY and was ALMOST AS BAD AS SCHOOL. I still get the Childhood Despair feeling if I think of it. I'm sure (1) it was good for us and (2) it made us appreciate our free time more and do less whining about boredom---but goodness, I sure hated it! And it felt so UNFAIR: it is SUMMER, we are supposed to be FREE AS BIRDS!
(My mother reports still feeling DEEP SATISFACTION with the regimen.)
Did you have to Do Stuff in the summer, when you were a kid? Or were you FREE AS A BIRD?