Childhood
When was the last time you saw a little boy run around excitedly? In today's couch-potato, instant-meal, connected society, there isn't much childhood to speak of for many children. They are engrossed in new definitions of fun never known before: video games, television programmes, and the likes. Seldom, do you see hordes of children living in the neighbourhood, or anywhere for that matter, running around, terrorising playgrounds and the void decks of housing board flats like I used to do with my neighbourhood chums. It's sad, how the advancement of our society has deprived the younger generation of so much. Childhood is a wonderful thing. The little baby in its mother's arms, a tender plant dependent upon mother for all things, holds in its little body, not only the possibility, but the sure promise of manhood or womanhood. The infant mind now so imperfect and undeveloped possesses powers of growth and devel opment that may sometimes make it one of the fore most persons of the world. HAVE you ever watched the development of a rose from the tiny bud to the open flower? The bud held little more promise of beauty than the foliage about it; but day by day it grew until it was full and round. One day you saw a thread o
I would still want toy cars or trucks, but they had to be remote control or with bucket seats that fit my (not so fat at the time) but. I kinda noticed the change coming slowly. That everyone in it is honest and good. Send me the pink slip, I'll be in the retirement home. Right and Wrong no longer exsist, My days of good and sweet will be surely missed. @@I want to believe that anything is possible. @@I learned of nuclear weapons, war, prejudice, starvation and abused children. Dad would get these things and actually act like he wanted them, for real. @@@I want to be 6 again. @ @I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, @@@how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness and loss of loved ones.
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