‘We’re adults. Blah. How did our worries and our conversations get so boring?’
You know adults always think,
‘What does a kid have to worry about. Not a care in the world. ‘
But that isn’t true. My concerns as a kid were real and much more interesting.
Sifting through my 1991 memories folder – ah. here it is. The number one worry of my little girl childhood.
And it’s legit.
I’d be watching an old movie that my media conscious parents set me down in front of, b
ecause whether or not it was Marilyn Monroe seducing Tony Curtis on screen or Fred and Ginger doing a tap dance – black and white meant, “Totally fine. This’ll give you culture.” And it did. Thanks.But everytime I saw one of those on screen kisses..
Gidgit and Moon Doggie
Tammy and The Bachelor
Jimmy Stewart. Kathryn Hepburn.
Cary Grant and whatever woman he had at the time…
I just sent up a silent prayer saying,
“Oh please, Can I just get kissed like that before The Second Coming?”
I was always thinking,
‘I’ve got to hurry and grow up before the world ends and we all become saints! How boring!”
And at family prayer – forget that. I was sayin my own in secret. I’d always throw in a ,
“If you could let me grow up in time… that would be nice. But if not. I understand. “
Cleary I misunderstood a lot of things about the Second Coming as seven year old. I’m sure my Primary teachers did the best they could. But little did they know that while trying to teach me salvation, all I could worry about was getting to be the leading lady to a leading man – just once.
But whenever I thought about turning sixteen (the allowed age of dating) ...which was another NINE years away and more than double what my life span had been ... I just thought,
‘Oh dear, this’ll all be over by then and I’m never gonna get a chance to be old enough to get kissed like Betty Grable.’
And it didn’t help that I knew that the year I turned sixteen, would be that futuristic sounding TWO ZERO ZERO ZERO. There was something scary about that and Y2K had not even been made up yet.
I just knew that by the time we were writing a bunch of zeros…. That was gonna be it. We’d all be like the Jetsons and I would miss out on all the good classic romance. That - or we’d all be too angelic to do any romantic beach parties – Gidget. Sheesh. Sandra Dee played dumb as a door nail now that I think about it. But it seemed to work for her.
So smatchoo economy! We don’t care. We’ve got better stuff to worry about. Let’s give our adult lives a break. What little person worries did you have?
Comment and tell me. It just might make our day.
All the good On Screen Kissing happened before all these ZEROs. Watch.
The end of the song says, "You better get it while you can baby"...Cuz we're all about to get beamed up to heaven. Well... some of us.
2 comments:
Or what about worrying at the dinner table that if you didn't eat fast enough, you wouldn't get enough to eat? I thought that was so funny when you told us that over pizza one night. 5 girls, and only one pizza...
My only "little girl worry", as you put it, that I remember growing up with was that the dog next door would eat me and/or a bear would attack me--even though I lived in the city. (It's complicated but there was a reason for this.) I was also somewhat worried that I'd go to jail... because as a little kid I once threw a "cat brain" (I dunno what it was, some kind of plant) and it hit somebody's car. They got out and yelled at me about how they were going to call the police. I was five, there were three of them and all in their twenties. (What jerks!) But anyway, that was the beginning of a re-occurring nightmare that plagued me chronically for at least three years after that.
It's funny to me what they say about gender differences, because at that age I, along with every other guy in the world, was too busy going on adventures and playing with plastic swords and cap-guns to care one lick about dating/marrying. And to us black-and-white "pictures" didn't mean cultured, it meant boring and badly done. Sort of like comparing a stone wheel to a jet engine. We wanted ice cream, we wanted action figures, and most of all I wanted to go on journeys (especially with my cousins) to distant, dangerous, fantastic lands ... (which were conveniently on the dull brown plains of his family's ranch).
I miss those days. The kid-life really is a better gig. Now that I can compare them.
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