Weird things we believed as kids
So it happens that, as you grow up, between spending your own money and the whole 'being responsible' thing, you will notice some random childhood memories resurface. And they usually do when you least expect it! I would be on the bus and randomly remember the haphazard Barbie 'glamping' that my cousin and I used to set up for our dolls.
We liked it before it was cool.
Growing up is mostly a great feeling. Especially when you don't have to tidy up your room, do your homework, or stop playing because it's dinnertime. When you grow up you can play as much as you want, given that you would eventually be starving and heat up questionable leftovers from the fridge.
We all remember how it felt like to be angry teenagers. Any slightly personal and potentially embarrassing piece of information needed to be hidden and destroyed. Parents were just too embarrassing and do not mention that teddy bear! Am I right?
Then, one day, you wake up and realise you can look back to your childhood and laugh about it without wanting to physically erase yourself from the face of the planet. And you know what's even better? That everyone goes through this phase! You can sit down with any of your new or old friends and, fear not, the disclosure of childhood stories is nothing but bonding.
If this isn't adulting, I don't know what is.
To prove my great life achievement, I am willing to share some of my recently re-discovered childhood beliefs, starting with summertime in the mountains. When I wasn't doll 'glamping', you would see me catching butterflies. When I saw one on a flower I would gently pinch its wings together just for a few seconds before letting it go. They could still fly but left some coloured powder on my fingertips, which I obviously proceeded to apply to my eyelids because I believed that would make me fly.
Setting make-up goals pretty high.
And when Christmas arrived, my one true desire ever since I could remember, was to receive a mix tape from Baby Jesus.Because Santa was too commercial for my family. I would write the usual letter but in a peculiar way. I would not mention any title or singer, just a list of songs that go 'lalala' and 'nanaana' from the radio. I basically wanted Google and Napster to exist in the early '90s without even knowing what 'the internet' was.
The moral is: we have all been kids and we didn't know anything about life, hence the vast amount of embarrassing memories. But look at us now! We can tie our own shoelaces and laugh about embarrassing things, because we've definitely all been there.
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Growing up is mostly a great feeling. Especially when you don't have to tidy up your room, do your homework, or stop playing because it's dinnertime. When you grow up you can play as much as you want, given that you would eventually be starving and heat up questionable leftovers from the fridge.
We all remember how it felt like to be angry teenagers. Any slightly personal and potentially embarrassing piece of information needed to be hidden and destroyed. Parents were just too embarrassing and do not mention that teddy bear! Am I right?
Then, one day, you wake up and realise you can look back to your childhood and laugh about it without wanting to physically erase yourself from the face of the planet. And you know what's even better? That everyone goes through this phase! You can sit down with any of your new or old friends and, fear not, the disclosure of childhood stories is nothing but bonding.
If this isn't adulting, I don't know what is.
To prove my great life achievement, I am willing to share some of my recently re-discovered childhood beliefs, starting with summertime in the mountains. When I wasn't doll 'glamping', you would see me catching butterflies. When I saw one on a flower I would gently pinch its wings together just for a few seconds before letting it go. They could still fly but left some coloured powder on my fingertips, which I obviously proceeded to apply to my eyelids because I believed that would make me fly.
Setting make-up goals pretty high.
And when Christmas arrived, my one true desire ever since I could remember, was to receive a mix tape from Baby Jesus.
The moral is: we have all been kids and we didn't know anything about life, hence the vast amount of embarrassing memories. But look at us now! We can tie our own shoelaces and laugh about embarrassing things, because we've definitely all been there.
Image: via
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