Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Neverland


Why do we send children to school? "To learn.", you might say, and you would be right. But does anyone stop to think about just how much we could learn from children?

As adults, we are told that we cannot enjoy things meant for children. We put these things aside for the fear of being labeled  weird or childish. This thought struck me as i was shouting at Mickey Mouse this morning. He had it coming. He knew fully well that the lucky coin was in the clam, and yet he simply stood there staring blankly at me. So rude.
Do you remember how fun it is to go to the park and swing on the swing set? The wind in you hair, the sunshine on your face, the summer breeze... And if you were especially brave as a child, you would jump out just as you were going forward, flying through the air on the way to a bit of a harsh landing. And what about 'My Little Pony'? I love it. A bit too much, perhaps. Rainbow dash is the coolest.
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Human


My OTP

















Do you remember how magical bubbles are? They sparkle and float around like fairy orbs of pixie dust, completely in sync with the wind, until they pop and send a mist of a thousand tiny droplets flying in all directions.

Everything is more wondrous as a child, because everything is new to us. Imagine the feeling of seeing a movie for the first time. You feel excited, and curious, filled with an almost childlike wonder. Now imagine that this movie you're watching is the whole world. Thunderstorms, Fire and smoke, or just a gentle fall of snow. You'd freak out.
"There are tiny white demons falling from the sky, for goodness sakes why are you smiling tall human?!"  I mean, has anyone here seen a video of a baby trying a lemon for the first time?
What sorcery is this?!

I think that there should be a school for adults, where all of the teachers would be children. For mathematics you would count on your fingers, and for science you'd play doctor with teddy bears.
P.E. would be playing tag. Everyone would eat cookies at 3:00, and then take a nap. And do you know what? I think that you should have to graduate from said school to be in any position in politics. Can you imagine? "Mr. Trump, go sit in the corner and think about what you've done." "You aren't my mom!"
Hahahahaha..... Well, the world is run by children anyway.

All of that to say this: if you like being childish, then by all means, go for it. Don't be an idiot, but childish is just fine. (There is a difference between childish and childlike. Both are ok, but childlike is my favorite.) I encourage each of you to go to the nearest dollar store and purchase some bubbles, and perhaps a teddy bear. You can even blow the bubbles inside if you want. You little rebel, you.
If bubbles aren't your thing, go to a park. Play on the swing set. Wrap yourself in a bedsheets and say you're a burrito. The burrito gods will be pleased with you. Build a fort of blankets and read inside with a flashlight. Eat one of those weird Popsicles that came in the plastic tubes.  You know, the ones with the razor sharp edges guaranteed to give you joker scars. We've all had them. Heck, I've seen German children with them.











Did i miss any of your childhood favorites? If i did, let me know what in the comment section. I'd love to hear it. :)

Welcome to my world!


























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