If children grew up according to early indications, we should have nothing but geniuses. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Tell a child about something that's difficult to achieve and he or she will tell you why it is possible to do it. This kid will eventually find a way to achieve whatever that thing is.
Tell an adult about the same thing and the adult will tell you why it is impossible to do. His or her journey ends here. It stops before it's even begun.
There's a saying that goes something like "they said it's impossible to do. Then came one who didn't know that, and did it." It's pretty much the same thing for children. Nobody told them that it's impossible to walk, to ride a bike, to climb that tree, so they go out and find a way to do it. They don't give a shit about the hundreds of times they fell on their faces, they don't let the memories of their failures get in the way of their aspirations. They don't think about lying on the ground crying, after the 10th time falling down, while they try it for the 11th time. They don't know that it's not possible, so they will find a way to do it.
Then comes the time when a child enters school.
Time to learn what's impossible in life. Time to learn what you can't do. Time to grow up.
In the words of a german musician: the only thing you learn in school is to stop dreaming.
Kids enter school as creative, happy little minds. By the time they leave school they grew a huge amount of wool over the time, turning them into sheep. They leave school with their new-grown wool just right in time to enter the job factory, where their wool gets shorn every day in exchange for a new jacket every month.
But what if you didn't stop dreaming in school? Or learned to do it again afterwards?
What if you run around in this black and white world, painting it with your own colors? While everybody tells you to grow up. To grow up and throw away the colorful pencils and finally buy into the life long subscription of black and white ones.
Don't let them take away your colorful pencils.
Don't let them drag you away from your colorful world, right into their black and white one.
In their black and white world, they like to tell themselves that they are grown up. They like to tell you that you're an unrealistic child, one that needs to finally grow up.
Please never grow up.
A happy life is painted in colors. Colors that only children and child-like adults really possess.
As a child your colorful world is full of possibilities, ready to take on as soon as you are old enough to do it. While in school and early into jobs, the colors of most people's worlds slowly get extracted, turning it into a black and white world of impossibilities, that are not worth taking on even if they are old enough now.
Be that child-like guy or gal, who is old enough now to take the possibilities and turn them into reality, in a world still painted in color.
Tell a child about something that's difficult to achieve and he or she will tell you why it is possible to do it. This kid will eventually find a way to achieve whatever that thing is.
Tell an adult about the same thing and the adult will tell you why it is impossible to do. His or her journey ends here. It stops before it's even begun.
There's a saying that goes something like "they said it's impossible to do. Then came one who didn't know that, and did it." It's pretty much the same thing for children. Nobody told them that it's impossible to walk, to ride a bike, to climb that tree, so they go out and find a way to do it. They don't give a shit about the hundreds of times they fell on their faces, they don't let the memories of their failures get in the way of their aspirations. They don't think about lying on the ground crying, after the 10th time falling down, while they try it for the 11th time. They don't know that it's not possible, so they will find a way to do it.
Then comes the time when a child enters school.
Time to learn what's impossible in life. Time to learn what you can't do. Time to grow up.
In the words of a german musician: the only thing you learn in school is to stop dreaming.
Kids enter school as creative, happy little minds. By the time they leave school they grew a huge amount of wool over the time, turning them into sheep. They leave school with their new-grown wool just right in time to enter the job factory, where their wool gets shorn every day in exchange for a new jacket every month.
But what if you didn't stop dreaming in school? Or learned to do it again afterwards?
What if you run around in this black and white world, painting it with your own colors? While everybody tells you to grow up. To grow up and throw away the colorful pencils and finally buy into the life long subscription of black and white ones.
Don't let them take away your colorful pencils.
Don't let them drag you away from your colorful world, right into their black and white one.
In their black and white world, they like to tell themselves that they are grown up. They like to tell you that you're an unrealistic child, one that needs to finally grow up.
Please never grow up.
A happy life is painted in colors. Colors that only children and child-like adults really possess.
As a child your colorful world is full of possibilities, ready to take on as soon as you are old enough to do it. While in school and early into jobs, the colors of most people's worlds slowly get extracted, turning it into a black and white world of impossibilities, that are not worth taking on even if they are old enough now.
Be that child-like guy or gal, who is old enough now to take the possibilities and turn them into reality, in a world still painted in color.
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