Jimmy was ecstatic. He was positively thrilled. In fact, he was in seventh heaven.
In his hands was a deliciously enticing cone of chocolate ice-cream. A reward from his tuition teacher for topping his class. Jimmy did not pause to think, like a self-aware adult would, if he was more happy about being the first in class or was more joyous for getting this ice-cream.
Jimmy did not wait to open the wrapper until he reached home, like a careful adult would. His teacher had told him that it wouldn't melt before he reached home. But Jimmy was a kid. Which kid waits when there is an ice-cream in his hands?
Jimmy licked the chilled cone of ice-cream and felt his tongue tingle. He did not yet know that the warm, fuzzy feeling inside was that of sheer, pure happiness, because he was not a discerning adult.
As he closed his eyes and enjoyed his treat, something happened. A stray rock, a sudden jerk, a stunned boy. The ice-cream. ..the glorious ice-cream....lay flat on the dirty road.
Jimmy bawled and bawled all the way home, because he was not yet an adult who guarded his emotions. His mom heard him out, comforted him and assured him that she would get one for him. He believed her because unlike a cynical adult, he was a kid. Jimmy was sad that day but the next day, after school, Jimmy was ecstatic. He was positively thrilled. In fact, he was again in seventh heaven. This time though, he was careful and sat down in one place to devour his ice-cream.
Jimmy had learnt the first step in becoming an adult.
Day 7 of Blogathon 2017
In his hands was a deliciously enticing cone of chocolate ice-cream. A reward from his tuition teacher for topping his class. Jimmy did not pause to think, like a self-aware adult would, if he was more happy about being the first in class or was more joyous for getting this ice-cream.
Jimmy did not wait to open the wrapper until he reached home, like a careful adult would. His teacher had told him that it wouldn't melt before he reached home. But Jimmy was a kid. Which kid waits when there is an ice-cream in his hands?
Jimmy licked the chilled cone of ice-cream and felt his tongue tingle. He did not yet know that the warm, fuzzy feeling inside was that of sheer, pure happiness, because he was not a discerning adult.
As he closed his eyes and enjoyed his treat, something happened. A stray rock, a sudden jerk, a stunned boy. The ice-cream. ..the glorious ice-cream....lay flat on the dirty road.
Jimmy bawled and bawled all the way home, because he was not yet an adult who guarded his emotions. His mom heard him out, comforted him and assured him that she would get one for him. He believed her because unlike a cynical adult, he was a kid. Jimmy was sad that day but the next day, after school, Jimmy was ecstatic. He was positively thrilled. In fact, he was again in seventh heaven. This time though, he was careful and sat down in one place to devour his ice-cream.
Jimmy had learnt the first step in becoming an adult.
Day 7 of Blogathon 2017
Loved this post. Such tiny losses of innocence makes a child into a cynical adult
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