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Seventeen Back To Seven

Published March 26, 2012 by The OC

 Time goes by so fast that sometimes we don’t even know what’s happening with our lives. It just passes you like a gush of the wind, you don’t see it coming and the next thing you know, and it already passed you by. One day, I was just seven and now I’m already 17. When I was seven, I always wonder what I’d be like when I’m seventeen. Now that I’m seventeen, I wonder what I was when I was seven.

            Looking ten years backward, I’m just in the first grade studying in a little room with wooden armchairs and a huge blackboard in front. I wore a brown uniform with a red belt and a red ribbon, and black shoes with white socks in school. I had such short hair cut just below the jaw line. My godfather who is also the service driver would pick me up at our house and drop me off in school then fetch me and then drop me off by the house from Mondays to Fridays. I remember having a cute backpack with a metal pencil-case and a box of crayons inside together with the books and notebooks for school. My day by then begins with saying hi to my classmates in the morning, and saying goodbye to them in the afternoon.

            If that seven-year old little girl looks ten years forward, she’ll see a young lady in a huge air-conditioned classroom sitting on a plastic armchair facing a whiteboard. A girl who wears a chic top tucked in skinny jeans and a leopard print ballerina flats. Her hair is long and curly at the ends. She goes to school from Tuesdays to Fridays riding a jeepney from her house, then a bus, then another jeepney inside the university; then she rides a jeepney, rides a bus, and then rides another jeepney and drops off by her home. She uses a black and white patterned handbag to school with a pink case for her pens and a kit for her cosmetics together with a number of fillers and a yellow pad inside. Her day begins with saying hi to her classmates before class and says goodbye to them after the period, and does this for about three to four times a day.

            This is two very different lives lived by a single person. That was how huge ten years had changed a seven-year old girl into a 17-year-old young lady. But there are things which time cannot change. We still have the same body though biological changes have occurred; it’s still the same body. I still live at the very same house that young kid lived in and still with the same family. I still have a nanny who cleans up the mess in my room because of school stuffs. Cinderella is still my favorite fairytale and so as blue is still my favorite color. I loved Winnie the Pooh then and love him until now. I’m addicted to Chuckie as I was when I was seven and still drink full cream milk every night. One thing that I’m happy that it stayed the same was I was a kid then and still is inside my heart.

            It’s funny how something you wanted as a kid comes to life and lives it like you wanted it to. Though not everything is what I expected it to be, it still turned out as a dream come true for that seven-year old little girl. I was seven and I wanted to be seventeen. I am seventeen and  still want to be seven.

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Om Nom Nom Nom

Published February 7, 2012 by The OC

Cookie Monster

I bet most of you will recognize this young fellow above without reading the caption, right? Well, I do! Most of us do! It is an undeniable fact that at some point in our lives, we watched cartoons and children shows or at least heard about them. We actually even enjoyed them in our childhood. We even dressed like them, acted like them, imitated them by all means possible, or whatever we did that involves them, we sure can’t forget it.

Childhood is a big part of our lives. Aside from the fact that we all went through this stage (unless we’re Benjamin Button), most of our happy memories involves the seven-year old you who slipped and fell on your butt or that three-year old kid who just lost his tooth. We all went through childhood, but it all varies from person to person. Some of us might have had the princess-like childhood that I’ve always dreamed about, or for those who were not so lucky, an abused relationship with their parents. But whatever our childhood had been, may it be a good or a bad one, I bet we have something to look on to for us to be happy. It maybe the blue fluffy googly monster puppet who always eat cookies or that yellow silly old bear with a red shirt who loves to eat honey or the simple teddy bear or doll we always carried anywhere we go or even those friends only you could see.

Cartoons and toys played a big part in our childhood. It taught us how to be responsible and caring. It taught us how to share and love. But I think the most important lesson these characters taught each kid is to imagine beyond what we can see.

Years may come by and pass, but memories won’t fade. You might be surprised how old you have become when you get to see those pictures of the cartoon characters from your time and start to reminisce about the scenes you’ve always liked or hated. One good thing about childhood is that it creates a mark inside all of us, that even if we grow too old, we still have a little child living inside our hearts. Childhood is a never ending story. We were kids and we will be like kids before we die. Remember, one sign of growing old is being importunate. Growing old might mean we are near our end, but it also means we’re just going back to the time when we all feel young. ♡

“The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remaining over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves”

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