Reminders of Childhood
                  I wish I were 6 again!
 

           To whom is may concern:

                          I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult
                    in order to accept the responsibilities of a 6 year old.
            The tax base is lower. I want to be six again.
                         I want to go to McDonald's and think it's the best place
                               in the world to eat. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud
                           puddle and make waves with rocks. I want to think that
                           M & M's are better than money ' cause you can eat them.
                                  I want to play kickball during recess and stay up on Christmas
                       Eve waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.

                         I long for the days when life was simple. When all you
                         knew were your colors, the addition tables and simple
                               nursery rhymes, but it didn't bother you because you didn't
                  know what you didn't know, and you didn't care.

                          I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym,
                               and field trips. I want to be happy because I don't know
                           what should make me upset. I want to think the world
                             is fair, and everyone in it is honest and good. I want to
believe that anything is possible.

                          Sometime, while I was maturing, I learned too much.
                          I learned of nuclear weapons, prejudice, starving and
                            abused  kids,  lies, unhappy marriages, illness, pain and
                      mortality. I want to be six again. I want to think
                   that everyone, including myself, will live forever
          because I don't know the concept of death.

                                 I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life, and be overly
                           excited by the little things again. I want television to be
                                 something I watch for fun, not something I use for escape
                              from the things I should be doing. I want to live knowing
                                  the little things I find exciting will always make me as happy
                          as when I first learned them.....I want to be six again.

                               I remember not seeing the world as a whole, but rather being
                    aware of only the things that directly concerned me.
                    I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy,
                                 so is everyone else. I want to walk down the beach and think
                              only of the sand beneath my feet, and the possibility if finding
      that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for.

                        I want to spend that afternoons riding my bike, letting
                      the adults worry about time, the dentist, and how to
                              find the money to fix the old car. I want to wonder what
                             I'll do when I grow up, and what I'll be, who I'll be, and
                    not worry about what I'll do if this doesn't work.
            I want that time back.

                             I want to use it now as an escape, so when my computer
                        crashes, or I have a mountain of paperwork, or two
                          depressed friends, or a fight with a significant other, or
                   bittersweet memories of times gone by, or second
                          thoughts about so many things, I can travel back, and
                     build a snowman, without thinking about anything
                            except whether the snow sticks together, or what I can
    possible use for the snowman's mouth.

               I want to be six again.

                                             by: Mike W.

                                  thanks for taking that ride for me Rich
                         

                                             

                                   


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