When I was a kid I was so afraid of adults that I used to run home from my friends houses whenever their fathers came home from work. I would watch for my friends to be outside before I went over to ask them to play for fear of their parents answering the door and having to talk to them. I can talk and make a fool of myself in front of kids, but if an adult enters the room I get all nervous and quiet.
And the sad thing: I realized that I'm still afraid of grown-ups, but now I am one. How's that for ironic?
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dads were scary...but moms I often found myself ignoring my friends and chatting away with their mothers instead of playing with them. I think you have it right though. We should all be kids at heart!
you don't have to be afraid of me, i'm not grown up yet. Just ask anyone... (brian)
OH MY GOSH! I WAS (AND AM) THE SAME WAY!!! That is hilarious.
On a semi-related note, my youngest thinks the word "adult" is actually "a dolt."
I still cannot accept the fact that I am an adult. Which is why I don't have kids and have to do fun things all of the time. I can't even accept the fact that all of these people younger than me have kids (multiple kids). I feel like I was just in high school yesterday.
You felt that way about me? Oh, my GOSH. Didn't you know I was really your age? That I'm still your age? I find grownups to be kind of boring, actually - and a little alarming. They are so into doing things the right way, they forget that "right" can be a stricture that shuts out the truth along with beauty and joy. I will die sitting on the floor.
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