Child Thinking [09.02.09, 10:28 PM]

Today was the first day of school. It sucked, but I don't want to talk about it.

What I want to talk about is how I am scared that I might have a closed mind. I'm reading my AP Lit articles, and there was one that struck me as weird/scary. It's like I was reading something and then I started to think about something related to it, which scared me.

When we grow up in school or in our homes, we become accustomed to every little action that repeat on a daily basis. When we see each other, we automatically open our arms ready for an embrace, and when or if it doesn't come, we're confused, because it just disrupted our normal life and actions. This may also happen with other things, such as reading, or writing, or just doing normal things. We do things repeatedly everyday, and we don't open our minds to anything new. We close our minds, and we don't allow anything intuitive or ambitious to occur in our brain. Creativity is hard to obtain, as we begin to read less and focus on the computer screen for the majority of our lives.

I was beginning to think, how wonderful it would to think like a child. Children are always open to new ideas, and the windows of learning new things are always open, until their young adult years.  I wish to keep my windows open, and to always learn new things. I've always been thinking, about writing down every life skill needed to succeed in life. Whether it be social, math, english, or any subject, if it benefited me, it could benefit others. Knowing things like, picking your nose and eating your boogers is unattractive, would definitely help a kid who didn't understand what the problem was with eating your own boogers. Or maybe skills for talking to a girl, or learning a formula for math or something. Anything. I wanted to write down these little life lessons, so that if I had a child I could present them this book or list so that they wouldn't make the simple mistakes as I had. But now, I realize that these kids, they need to learn by themselves and first-hand experience all these things. Like if the girl they liked saw them eating boogers and they were disgusted, I highly doubt he'd do it again. I never ate my boogers, I just knew it was gross. I was on the bus the other day and I saw a grown man of around 35-45 eating his boogers in front of all his friends. I just hope my child doesn't learn the same way he did. As for me, I'm going to keep these windows open as long as I can, and hopefully stay a student who learns until I die. I don't want to limit myself to what I can know, and really expand my boundaries of thought. I really want to learn something new, everyday.

Now time to continue my homework. Frick.
Oh and I think I'm sick because I left my window open while I took a nap. Shoot.