Take Time To Grow

I remember  when  I was younger wanting so much to grow up.Stealing my mum's heels and wishing they could fit.I was what I like to refer to as a grown up baby.It may sound ironic when I say I wish I could turn back the hands of time and be a baby one more time,have someone jump at my every Little hick up.Play a little in the mad,eat some soil and go to bed without a worry in my mind.

While my friends were playing Kati or rounders in primary school,I would be substitute who sat in the bench and never got to play-more like a spectator.I was the extra in the team but never got to test what strange forces my friends had been possessed with to enjoy  a simple game of kati that required so much energy.There was bladder something with benefit of hind site I do not see why it was even considered a game.If you know a small country in the east of Africa or grew up there then you can second me.You will understand what the yapping about these the games is about.

I am not that old and now I'm pretty sure you are wondering why I am defending myself.I have no problem divulging my age because after all I am forever young in my head just not as young as I would like to look.Anyway back to the topic.See I did not do the childish things that at least most of us growing up in the 80's did but hi before you start pitying me let me just say I had dolls and a tea set.My lecturer would go crazy if she heard the kind of games I played because according to the feminist studies she taught me for three weeks that is not acceptable that baby girls are given games that do not stimulate their brains.That I will talk about another day.

See growing up we all look forward to being considered an adult.I remember when I moved from Sunday school to pre-teen and finally to teen then youth at least my church so the difference in those stages of my growth.Now if you ask me,I want to be sixteen forever but do not roll eyes just yet.I love being  a young adult as I fondly consider myself.We have responsibilities and now we do not say-when I grow up i want to be........now it is do or die.Our time is in the now!!So before think I will probably be one of those parents competing with their teens in the clubs, I would beg to differ.Before I loose my bearing and totally go out of topic,let me just say growing up is tough and tougher as you get into  adulthood.There is no tryed and tested formula just ask your parents if you have siblings.

So the next time I go for shopping and find a little  girl trying to race me  for the make- up,I will purposely block her way until she walks away.why rush your growth process?There is no escaping it.I mean I think U- sher is cool but just ask all the  teens drooling over Justin Bieber they will tell you Usher is old and has nothing on Justin.Relax,breath and take your time and enjoy the little love letters with a hint of perfume and laugh out loud when you can and make it as often as you can.Go out and watch movies or whatever tickles your fancy.