The Wonder Years
When I was 7 years old, I firmly believed that my dolls came alive at night and played among themsleves like Enid Blyton's Amelia Jane, I believed in fairies and elves and Santa Claus and pixies and the magic Faraway Tree , I lived in a Famous Five world and went around tapping the walls of my house in Purulia hoping to find a secret passage which would obviously lead to hidden treasure. I played school school with my dolls ( the walls served as my blackboard, will post a picture of that wall soon) and the only TV I watched was Walt Disney cartoons on Sunday morning!
Now Im not denying the fact that I might have been exceptionally naive at that time, but my point is that children in general seem to be waaayyy ahead of us at that age. Its not necessarily a bad thing though. I look at my 14 year old sister (yeah she is 12 full years younger than me) and this little cousin of mine and see how smart and confident they are, so much more savvy and street smart, and reasonably well informed about the world at large. Which is good isnt it? Wish I could keep that aspect and do away with the pakamo (precocoious..is that the right spelling?) aspect of it.
My little sister (yes 14 is little according to me so just shut up) is now causing us a lot of worry by refusing to eat. She is hell bent on avoiding food in general and when we do manage to pin her down to a meal she eats just about enough to sustain a small sparrow. She needs to maintain her figure. (That does not deter her from eating chocolates and pastries though...she gorges on those and skips regular meals to compensate). Of late she has confided certain secrets in me which have left me a little amused and verrrrry worried (have promised not to divulge her secrets to anyone..so my lips are sealed!) Things are soo different from when we were kids. Hell, I don't even understand the language these kids speak these days...what on earth is beyblade..please explain.
Speaking of language, I have been reading some blogs written by school kids..and have also overheard some phone conversations between my sister and her friends, and GOOD LORD!!! I wouldnt have dared to use the kind of language these kids seem to. (Im not sure if I even knew the f-word in school...I could have been exceptionally naive..but there you are). Sayoni, correct me if Im wrong, but I don't think the f word was such an integral part of our vocabulary when we were in school. (I do remember saying F*** very loudly on Ballygunge Phari once...and scandaliasing Sudp and you because people gave us these really dirty looks, but that was much later..we were in college then). But to my sisters credit, she was pretty scandalised with her friends and reacted quite sharply to the language...thank god!!
I have overheard whispered conversations about boyfriends and kisses and I know (never mind how) that modified versions of spin the bottle are popular. Which is fine..who am I to judge, my first boyfriend was at age 15. We held hands and wrote silly notes and made loooong phone calls and all of that nonsense. I also grew out of it soon. I wonder why I ever wanted to date him in the first place.
But it was somehow different for us you know, it was more innocent..one didnt hear of MMS scandals (I know we didnt have mobile phones then, but you get the idea right?) one (at least people I knew) didnt use the f word like a punctuation mark in ones conversations, one didnt stop eating in order to look like an anorexic model, ones friends teased one about ones weight but did not prevent one from eating.
Im not very cioncerend about the school kids on the blogosphere, I don't give a damn about my sisters friends, I am slightly concerend about my cousin but she has a long way to go ebfore that turns into serious worry. I am however very very worried about my sis. I am not sure how to deal with her, telling her she is too young to diet etc is obviously the worst approach, I remember my teenage years only too well, how I hated being told that. How do I walk the tightrope between being a friend, and an elder sister? Why did she have to grow up? I miss my baby sister :-(