The Hands Of Time

Khalil Gibran once said, ~The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remaining over the pleaces where we once enjoyed ourselves.~ Without a doubt, a person's childhood is one of the things each us cherish because we can all look back on it and hopefully smile. Smile for the simple reason that you had no responsibilities placed upon you except to do two things which are listen to our parents and be a kid. Its unclear whether or not each of us actually listened to our parents back in the day, but what each of us absolutely knew to do was be a kid. For its our so called good ole' days that we all, at times, wish to be like a kid again.

Essentially, the art of mocking someone was something thate very one of us did as young kids. It was primarily done when you were having an argument with another kid/adult and just to mess with him or her when you repeated everything he or she said. Whether it was to our teachers, parents, brothers, sisters, friends, pets, etc. practically nobody was safe at being potentially mocked. For it was a totally harmless thing to do due to the fact nobody got hurt unless you took it too far and you yourself got hurt. Working in the asylum, you get mocked by kids on a regular basis, which really doesn't phase me because the fun part of my job as a counselor is mocking the kids back. Hey, one never really outgrows mocking someone because quite frankly it give each of us a chance to act totally immature for a moment or two.

When it comes playing kids games, the one underlying truth is that the rules can change at any time if you felt like it. You have to admit, we've all done it when playing such childhood games as tag, freeze tag, hide and go seek, etc. For it was in the middle of the game that you would basically change the rules if it wasn't going in your favor, which didn't go over to well with our friends. Let me tell you something, I've played countless kids at pool and when they know their losing or about to lose they suddenly change the rules so that he or she can try to beat me; but I win anyway...most of the time. If you think about it, as adults one could only wish we could change the rules by just announcing it so that life and/or love can go in our favor.

Undeniably, whining/complaining/throwing temper tantrums was what each us of did as kids to get something or go somewhere that was considered important/matter of life and death, which if you deny then you are lying. For if we didn't get our way or what we wanted, the whining/complaining/throwing temper tantrums would begin and if "PLAN A" didn't work "PLAN B" would be implemented... holding one's breath. It would probably be safe to say "PLAN B" never really worked out and the question remains who does it better boys or girls. In my opinion girls, because no man alive is safe from it being done to him and they inevitably cavein. In some aspect, it would be an interesting and comical to see grown adults do this when they either don't get a parking space, job promotion, etc.

Bill Cosby said, ~The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with trafic.~ In retrospect, you never really leave behind the little inside you because that inner child is always eagerly waiting to make an appearance when the time is right. An appearance that, in some ways, feels liberating when do something totally out of character and act like Pee Wee Herman before the unfortunate theater incident, or course. Though its unclear if each of us as kids went around saying to other kids I know what you are but what am I, you just had fun being a care free kid with no worries whatsoever. I end this thought by asking you this question, if life were able to turn the hands of time just for one day for you to be a kid again, would you take it?