Sunday, September 13, 2015

I Want My Crayons Back

I want my crayons back

Let the past go. The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.               -Socrates

Life was so much easier in the day. Girls were gross. Basketball shorts were cool. Shaq was the man. I rocked some heelies and my tamagotchi was the coolest thing on this earth. My biggest challenge was beating Ruby Red for the thousand time. Oh life was good.

I want my crayons back 

My house wasn't so cramped and loud. It was actually clean. Family dinners were way more peaceful. I love my siblings but boy it was so much better when it was quiet.

I want my crayons back

I want my old gang back. When we all were tight. Man those were the days. We had it all: the guy with the connections, the funny guy, the leader, the athlete, the storyteller, the adventurer and me. Our adventures and stories should be written in books and of legends. Every era has to come to a end and sadly with our crayons being taken our group was over. We all still are kind of close and talk when we see each other and we've broken up into smaller groups that are still friends but we will always have those memories. 

I want my crayons back

I want to back where I didn't care what I wore. There was no one to impress. I didn't like girls? They were someone just to get homework answers from. And 1's were the coolest shorts around. Your favorite shirt matched every color ever no matter what. You could wear discolored ankle socks and still be cool.

I want my crayons back

I Hate writing papers and learning about square roots and imaginary number. I hate no recess. I miss my homework assignments of getting to know you. Drawing a picture and coloring it really good to get 100 percent. I liked when we got straight O's not A's. When you woke up loving school because it was a place of fun where you got to see all your friends and you got to learn about cool fun things not chemistry. There was no drama or fights because what's there to be mad about that age? There's no worrying about popularity or who you're with. It was all so simple.

I want my crayons back. 

Sports were easy and fun believe it or not. Practices consisted of games and fun times. Coaches didn't yell. They were kind and funny. The gym was something old people did. Lifting weights was dumb. Vegetables were gross and you didn't care what you eat because everyone got a participation medal for trying hard. Everyone was the star of the team.

I want my crayons back

I loved my past. It was great. Just like any childhood there are tons of ups and downs but the good outweighed the bad. I often look back on it and think about it highly. There are a lot of lessons that I have learned as a kid that I constantly think about. My only warning of caution is this: reminisce on your past and think highly of it, but and this is a big but move forward. There's nothing left for you in the past. Live in the moment because when you're 10-15yrs from now you will feel the same way about where you're right now. So love your past but always be looking forward because every stage in life is fun in its own respect and you will miss it if you're always looking backwards.


Steven O. Jordan

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