Lessons From My Childhood

‘When I was a child, I acted like a child, thought like a child, played like a child,’ But I am no longer a child. Yet, the ways of a child are so beautiful and gentle and sweet, there are things I wish to keep about myself from those times, Things I may have to try to recreate in myself because I lost my way here and there. I wish to keep the deep love I have for my mother and father, and have deep love for others without judgment of their past or present, because only God knows their future. I wish to keep on hoping and dreaming, even if it doesn’t always correlate to reality - life is more fun when you have an imagination. I wish to be looking to others for help, to be willing to be taught and given advice to, and hear the elders’ stories, because, in humble admittance, I cannot do everything alone - though, now I can tie my shoes. I wish to shout and dance and spin and laugh, without restriction. Adulthood can be restricting, even though it is all we ever wished for as young ones. You should see me sometimes. I walk barefoot as often as possible, no one to remind me I should at least be wearing socks. I still like to climb trees, tire-swing, jump-rope, hit up the trampoline, and try out the monkey bars, though it is much more difficult to do than I remember. I also still really like fireworks, and bubbles, and teddy-bears, and want a grown-up jeep (omit Barbie logo and fake brakes.) I never did learn to do the splits, but I sure do still like banana splits. Extra whip, please. I still look up to my grandparents, and get excited about Christmas presents, and giggle on the morning of my birthday. Some childhood things never leave us, and that is what I will always wish for.