That really just about says it. Growing
up in a very small town, spending time in the countryside or on the farm
of my grandparents taught me many things, not the least of which was how
easy things were when you took the time to appreciate the truly amazing
gifts we inherited. No matter what problems we might encounter there
was always an answer if we only were willing to make the effort to find
it. We were so blessed. We were bequeathed a land rich in natural resources,
fresh air, clean water, and an abundance of nature's flora and fauna with
which we shared this bounty. A country which cherished freedom, respected
others, welcomed diversity and showed compassion to all, even those with
whom we might at times disagree. I admit I find it utterly impossible to
justify our complete and total disregard for just how incredibly fortunate
we were.
How could we possibly be so derelict
in protecting for our children that which we have discarded
so easily ? We have even placed their precious freedoms in jeopardy as
we have allowed our governments to do in our name the things which they
have done in recent years which are contrary to every principle and value
we claim to hold dear. And, most damning of all, remained silent
as it was happening.
The innocence of children demands
so much better from us and we have failed them miserably. I have
about given up hope that sanity will prevail and reason will return before
it has passed the point of no return. I'm getting old, I am tired, and
I am utterly disgusted and angry with the generation which has been
so incredibly irresponsible and of which I am a part. I therefore
have decided to do the following. I can't stop the world and get off but
I can decide not to any longer be a part of it.
Not really, I am too stubborn for
that by a very long margin and I shall continue to hope that reality will
finally sink in if those of us who do value our inheritance continue to
yell loud enough and kick enough butts. But, it is an alluring idea
and my perverse sense of humour found this essay very tempting. I didn't
write it, I have no idea who did, but I most assuredly do relate
to it. Give it some thought and perhaps you might even find you agree
with the author. BUT, it is tongue in cheek, don't take it to heart
.. instead join those of us who refuse to surrender and help us in this
battle. Please. I'll even beg if that's what it will take. For the sake
of every eight year old who has not yet lost their trust and belief
that we are safeguarding their futures I implore you to think about
what we have done and are doing.
My Resignation
I am hereby officially tendering
my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would prefer to accept the
responsibilities of an 8 year-old.
I want to go to McDonald's and think that
it's a four star restaurant. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle
and make a sidewalk with rocks. I want to think M&Ms are better than
money because you can eat them. I want to lie under a big oak tree watching
the clouds make pictures and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a
hot summer's day.
I want to return to a time when life was
simple; When all you knew were colours, multiplication tables, and nursery
rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't
know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you
were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried
or upset.
I want to think the world is fair. That
everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited
by the little things again.
I want to live simple again. I don't want
my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing
news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the
bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles,
hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind,
and making angels in the snow.
So... here's my check book and my car keys,
my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning
from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further,
you'll have to catch me first, cause ...
"Tag! You're it."
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