The golden sun dipped low as I, in a crisp white blouse, pleated skirt, socks, and polished loafers, eyed a tempting patch of mud. With a grin, I dove in, rolling gleefully. Mud coated my outfit, splattered my face, and caked my shoes. Laughing, I sprawled in the mess, carefree and triumphant, knowing the scolding at home was worth this wild, muddy joy.
