To be a Kid

The other night, when I went upstairs for dinner, I saw that my brother and sister were watching The Lion King. When I grabbed my plate, I walked straight over to the couch and watched the last half with them. I was entranced the whole time, in a lighthearted way. The whole time I was watching I couldn't help but feeling like a kid again. And that made me feel happy.

It's funny how one movie or TV show or memory of childhood can bring you back to those days and make you feel young again (not that I'm not young but let's just go with it for lack of a better phrase). It's like those Saturday mornings when I wake up, grab a bowl of cereal and watch an hour of Spongebob. Now, granted Spongebob has definitely began to decline, but it still nonetheless brings me back to a simpler time. I believe that many of us have such fond memories of childhood because we were so care-free. As a kid, we had no responsibilities. The closest thing to an obligation that I had was one to have fun and play all day long because that seems to be what I did everyday. Some might say that we had school, but school was hardly school. It was more or less on big play date five days of the week where we met new friends. Back then, I looked forward to school.

When I reflect on my elementary school days with friends, we always have a great, happy nostalgic conversation. All of the antics that we had keep us entertained still, today. We have so many stories from our childhood that I always look forward to anytime that we may spring up a conversation about Mrs. Colliers music class or the gym city game we played in P.E. But, as I've already said, we were only able to have all this fun because we had nothing else to do. No hours of homework when we got home or grueling tests when we were at school, just fun. 

Any time that I can remind myself of those care-free days is a good time. I can always hold on to a memory and let it take me to a less stressful time where I can enjoy remembering what it was like to not have any restrictions or responsibilities. Unfortunately, I have to come back down to reality at some point and when I do, well, it sucks. I hope that someday I can attain that sort of freedom that I had when I was a child because there is nothing like the feeling of not caring. Not in a cruel sense, but in the sense that all I worried about was what was happening in the moment, and really nothing else.