A little kid who just started the first grade, was asked to memorize the Ten Commandments. Upon reciting the commandment, “Thou shalt not commit adultery,” he was asked what does that mean?
With absolute seriousness he replied, “That means that you shouldn’t want to become an adult.”
I just got back from a community Christmas fair on the town square in my home town. The last vehicle in the parade left the children breathless . In a perfect metaphor for Angleton Texas, a mule drawn carriage delivering Santa Claus. Looking at the scene with my jaded, adult, citified eyes, I admit that I felt a bit envious of the excited kids running after the carriage. OK not the one who stepped in the mule exhaust. Even he will have a great story to tell in later years about stepping in Santa’s mules’ poo.
For us adults, Christmas becomes so stressful. Spending too much on gifts with too little meaning. Stressing over holiday plans and travel. Worrying about how the extended family can survive our time together; while the kids just want to have fun…apologies to Cyndi Lauper. Kids steadily seem to enjoy Christmas despite our adult efforts to make a complicated mess.
I wonder if this applies to more than just holiday stress. I believe a more childlike approach to life would create some of that pure childish delight for each of us even today.
Robert Fulcrum says, All I ever needed to know, I learned in Kindergarten:
Play fair. Don’t hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don’t take things that aren’t yours. Say you are sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Learn some and think some and draw some and paint and sing and dance and play and work everyday. When you go out in the world, watch for traffic, hold hands, and stick together. Be aware of wonder.