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What a Day!

I went to Target today after babysitting for a girl down my
street. She's four-years-old and has Downs Syndrome. We sing songs, color, read books, and have fun outdoors. I'm trying to teach her to skip. Her coordination is a bit off -- she sort of hops, but it's really adorable. I really love babysitting her. I've been doing it since she was 2.
Going to Target has become a regular thing for me. Of
course, I took my babysitting money and a few extra bucks I made off my dad. I bought Mom a bottle of her favorite perfume. It was reasonable ($12.00), but I think she really appreciated it.
My mom and I have an INCREDIBLY close relationship. My mother is my best friend. But one of my close friends,
Amy, doesn’t feel that way about her mom. She basically considers her
her mortal enemy, which I think is sad. The poor woman is a single
parent, and she’s trying so hard to please Amy. But Amy doesn’t want
anything to do with her mom. Sure, her mom can be a bit annoying and
embarrassing, but Amy should still treat her with respect instead of
yelling “MOM, GET OUT!” whenever she comes near her.
The way I see it, mother-daughter relationships are a two way street,
and most of the time, the mother is more than willing to give her part.
However, the daughter pulls away. In the typical family, the mother
would like nothing more than her daughter to pay attention to her, but
her daughter doesn’t give her the time of day because she finds her
mother “embarrassing”. Which is really sad. I’m not saying it’s always
like this- sometimes the daughter wants to have a relationship with her
mother, but her mother is too busy to notice her kid. But a lot of the
time it’s the other way around.

Then, I biked it to Barnes and Noble..... Picked up a book (for those curious, it was “Speak” by Laurie Halse Anderson),
just walked around the store, then finally sat down and read for three
hours. I’m such a bookworm. After getting pretty far in the book, I
biked down to Wendy’s and grabbed a fish sandy.

Anyways, I sat down across from four girls who looked about ten.
They appeared to be good friends having a playdate. The mother who was
chaperoning the girls was a bit stressed out, and I don’t really blame
her! The girls were quite rowdy. I watched them the entire time I was
there, and I was strongly reminded of myself as a little kid.
You know what I miss most about being a little kid? My innocence,
that’s what. Back then I didn’t have to worry about AIDs or the starving
children in Africa or teen pregnancy or drugs, or any other
not-so-kid-friendly matters. My world was a relatively happy, safe, clean place,
and nothing really bad could ever happen in it. I had my friends and my
family and my school, and that’s really all I had to worry about. Now
that I’m older, however, the world isn’t such a happy, clean, safe
place, and I do worry about some pretty serious stuff. I miss being 10
and just breezing by in life.
Another thing I miss was the simplicity of my social life. I had two
or three close friends that I hung out with, and got along with most
girls. Boys, of course, were cute, but you couldn’t be friends with
them. Sure, there were some mean girls, but they weren’t half as vicious
as the older kids (which I learned soon enough). You had sleepovers
with your good friends every couple of weeks and stayed up listening to
the newest Disney Channel sensation and playing pretend games until your
mother came in and said it was time for bed around 10 or 11 PM. Then
you crawled in your sleeping bag and talked about everything from
clothes to the boys you had a “crush” on- and back then, a crush meant
simply a guy that you thought was relatively cute. Sometimes
you’d have playdates with those friends and go to the mall or the park
or to someone else’s house (with a parent standing by, of course). And
maybe sometimes you’d go home together after school to finish up the
small amount of homework your teacher had assigned.And that
was your social life. It was all so easy. Life isn’t so easy now. But I still feel really blessed!
So what about you? What do you miss most about being a little kid? I
want to know your opinions. Thanks a bunch for reading! :-)

posted on June 5, 2010 2:48 PM ()

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