As children, we were filled with curiosity. Not understanding the adult world, always wondering how things work. But as time went on, our parents, teachers, and even other kids, slowly replaced that curiosity with knowledge. Questions were answered. And your creative assumptions about life were slowly knocked down and replaced with the boring truth. Lamps are not magic. Your dad eats the cookies you leave out for Santa Claus. Sometimes the law punishes the wrong people. Credit cards are not magical infinite voids of cash. "Tax" means that you have to pay more money than what's listed on the price tag. You can't hold your piss as long as you thought you could. Firefighting is not a fun job at all. And your parents cannot force other people to be nicer to you.
And slowly but surely, the world became more and more disappointing. Now I wouldn't go as far as to say it sucks. I'm not that pessimistic or cynical, as much as I often claim to be. But the world certainly isn't as cool as you used to believe it was when you were a little kid.
So, I ask you, what is the most disappointing thing you learned about the world when you were a kid?
And slowly but surely, the world became more and more disappointing. Now I wouldn't go as far as to say it sucks. I'm not that pessimistic or cynical, as much as I often claim to be. But the world certainly isn't as cool as you used to believe it was when you were a little kid.
So, I ask you, what is the most disappointing thing you learned about the world when you were a kid?
I was really disappointed to learn that punching people is against the law. So, not only is it something that those mean ol' teachers make you sit in time-out for doing, (no matter how much that kid was asking for it), but you could also go to jail for it when you grow up. As a little kid, I always assumed as an adult I would be able to solve my biggest problems with people by socking them in the face. I will admit I thought it was a little weird I never saw adults hitting each other in real life, but at the time I just assumed it was because they never thought to do it, and that my idea to assault people was a work of pure inventive genius. But no, hitting is just illegal, as my mom explained to me in the car on the way to school. How lame. Don't worry. I developed a sense of guilt a few years later.