When I was a little girl, the idea of growing up has always been scary. It's like those scary stories people tell you so you wouldn't do a certain thing. The first I was told to grow up was when my cousin hit me with a belt. My other cousin and I decided to play at a neighbor's house without telling anyone. So, when we got home, we were scolded and got a beating. Not a bad beating. Just a few smacks on the butt. My cousin was first then I came second. And as that belt landed on my behind, my older cousin said, " Ikaw yung mas matanda! Kaya dapat alam mong mali!" ("You're the older one! You should know better!")
Monday, August 31, 2009
Adulthood
That was the first.
The second one came when I hit adolescence, things changed. I was older than most of the children in my neighborhood, my street. And every 4:00pm, we would always play outside. When puberty hit, I can't deny that compared to my playmates, I was really old. Therefore my older cousin said something again. She goes, "Matanda ka na. Hindi ka na pwedeing makipaglaro sa mga mas bata" ("I'm old already. I can't just play with younger kids") I was told I can no longer play with younger children, therefore, I stopped. For the rest of my life, I stayed indoors. Until, I moved here in the US.
And of course being told to grow up did not stop in the Philippines. Adulthood slapped me across the face just as I crossed the seas to here. I was 15 and having a driver's license and working greeted me with welcoming arms as I shunned the idea. But, constantly hearing about it made me give in. Once again, I was told to do things. I was told to grow up.
Clearly, there are milestones developing definitions of adulthood. For some, it's marriage. Others, it's having a child. Some may even consider earning you're own money while age is considered to be the ultimate evidence for growing up. But then, it's just a number.
For me. Shoot. I don't know. I got the job, the bills to pay, the degree, amongst other things, to get me into that definition of what is being an adult. Well, part of that definition. But I guess, from what I heard, it's beyond all of those things. Therefore, I am still not an adult.
And I am so confuse. I thought I was.
Posted by Kem at 7:11 AM
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