Growing Up

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Growing Up

It all begins with the famous phrase, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”. As a child, I thought the words “growing up” meant becoming like Mom and Dad. It meant having a job, being able to cook dinner, and knowing how to pay bills. I was too young to understand the concept behind those words. So for me the many different phases of growing up were the shock of a lifetime.
It started off really nice and then eventually ended up smacking me right in the face. Kindergarten will always be a fond memory of mine. I remember back in kindergarten when there used to be a nap time. Oh, how I took it for granted! I would fall asleep quickly and have dreams about playing outside with the other children. Now I am not sure I even know what the word “sleep” means. My teacher used to play the letter game with me and all of my friends. I remember painting pictures for my mom or getting to hang them up in the classroom. I would always make the biggest mess when it came to painting, smearing it all over the place. I also remember the snacks that the teacher used to give us before I went home at the end of the school day. Now at home, I clean up the messes and give out the snacks.
As I grew up, the “unthinkable” started to happen. When I was little, I should have appreciated pure skin, no wrinkles, and being told to eat all of my vegetables. For example, now I have to use Clearasil, Olay Regenerist, and go to Weight Watchers.
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I used to have so much energy, but now I have to drink coffee to wake myself up. Sometimes, I even drink the whole pot of coffee by myself. I also have the “privilege” of losing my figure, getting gray hair, and becoming less attractive.
Growing up brought me more responsibilities. It used to be that my mom would come into my room...