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Lesson Plans

fwd: I want to be 6 again

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Larry Cox (L_J_Cox)
Fri, 12 Feb 1999 16:37:52 -0700

> 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 M&Ms 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,
> some of 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, starving and abused kids, and unhappy
> marriages.
> 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 of finding that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for.
> I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike, letting
> the
> grownups worry about time, the dentist, and how to find the money to fix
> the
> car.
> I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up, not worry what I'll do if
> this
> doesn't work out.
> I want that time back.
> I want to use it now as an escape, so that when my computer crashes, or I
> have
> a mountain of paperwork, or two depressed friends, 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 and what I can possibly
> use
> for the snowman's mouth.
> I want to be six again.