we all grow up. But am I just silly for believing that I wouldn't. I truly believed I was a Toy R Us kid even though I only got toys from Walmart and Family Dollar (if you never bought the bag of army men from the dollar store, then you are probably spoiled). To this day I still feel like that 7 year old boy whose biggest concern was eating pizza on Saturday morning and getting a turn on the Nintendo. The only difference these days are these mounting bills that seem to have been placed on me without my consent. I grew up.
Here are a few not so obvious things I miss about being young:
1. Watching a scary movie and actually being scared. I miss just believing. Believing any and everything that was shown to me. Oh, Freddy Crugar can kill me in my sleep? Pass the coffee. If I put on a red cape I can fly? Where's my bed sheet?
2. The last day of school. To be honest, the last week. No matter what grade I was in, that last week was the "f*ck if I care if I'm supposed to be learning something; I ain't going to be here in a couple of days, b!tch." And it always felt like I would never go back to class. As if some magic would occur over the summer and I never had to attend school again.
3. Being outside all day long; rain, sleet, or snow. I am so ashamed of my co-dependence with air conditioning. I remember enjoying the mid day summer shower as a way to cool off from the fun filled day. Then do it all over again until the lights go out.
4. Picking up any object and using it as a toy. My imagination has never been as strong like when I was a child. I remember when I was in Haiti a slanted column in the front porch was a helicopter. I could play in my helicopter for hours.
5. The weekend, mainly Saturday. I woke up early with no alarm clock, no plans; just one goal: have fun today. I'd run around with one of my parents doing errands, ride bikes, go on adventures, play countless tournaments with video games. I had nothing to do but to do nothing.
What do you miss about being a kid?
— the Chef
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