Today, I'm feeling a bit nostalgic, to be fairly honest with you. There have been countless things within the past three days that have made me truly and honestly miss my childhood, or even miss things that just wern't around for awhile. Angry Beavers, Dunka-roos, Oops all berries: Captain Crunch, math with real numbers, you know, the good stuff. I am a Teacher's Assistant for a fourth grade class at Gesu Elementary in Detroit, and being able to see a huge contrast between what I did when I was a kid compared to the things this new generation has to do... well flat out, it scares me. I have this fear that "kids these days", don't use their imagination nearly enough. Things are just handed to them and they follow along. I'm pretty sure that without sports, there thought of a leader would be completely flawed.
I know I'm getting "old", but seriously, when I was a kid, me and my sister could play for hours with absolutely nothing. No toys, no board games, nothing. We would just go outside and literally make up a game. I am speaking completely out of observation and truth when I say: I have not seen a child over the age of three make up a game with made up rules and made up characters just to have fun. Either a kid has a video game controller in their hand, they're on the phone, or god knows what else they've got. When I nine years old, I didn't think about dirty lyrics in songs.. I can't believe how much things have changed. When you're a kid, you're supposed to be innocent, right? Have I lost my mind or has society lost every ounce of purity?
I miss the times when we'd run around and build snow forts in winter, and jump in piles of leaves in the fall. I miss the sound of when you cut construction paper with safety scissors. I miss playing tag, and telephone, and statues, and hide and seek, and ghost in the graveyard. Things are busier right now with school, and work, and whatever else, no one has time to be a kid anymore. Thankfully, I landed a couple good friends that still like to make-believe. Without them, I'd probably turn into a zombie.
Remember when:
Getting high, meant swinging in the playground.
The worst thing you can get from boys were cooties.
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Ollie-ollie-oxen free meant something?
Race issues were who ran the fastest.
War was just a card game.
The only drug you knew of was cough medicine.
Wearing skirts didn't mean you were a slut.
The only things you smoked were the tires on your bike.
The only thing that hurt were skinned knees.
And the only things that can be broken were your toys?
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