Will we ever be children again?

Tomorrow will be Children's Day,but I wonder who will really celebrate it? Perhaps only pupils from Wen Hua Road Primary School......

It is amazing that teenagers want to define themselves as young adults instead of children,it seems that young blossoms are no longer as charismatic as full blossoms, even when we are spotted badly attired in school by Mrs B. Lim, she will invariably address us as "young lady". After all, people tend to enjoy the feeling of being revered. As for Children's Day, it is indeed still primary schools'highlighted activity for the whole year, during which various performance by young performers will be put up,but who else celebrate it?
(Before I am too old to recall...before I am too mature to bother to recall......)

In kindergaten I always looked forward to Children's Day,for it is one of the rare occations that I could revel in bags of candies. One bag would quench my thirst for sweets for a long time, for I am a so-called stoic person, so I just eat one candy per day(sounds like doctor's prescription),and one bag may even sustain half a month. I still remember that in prevention to the moulding of my candy(according to chemistry, it is scarcely possible), I used a foot-shaped clip to tighten the cutting end,now I marvel at my smartness then because, according to modern chemistry, air and moisture are the main culprits of corrosion(for iron,not for candy).

On 1st June,1994,I performed "Frog Dance" as one of the representitives, we the performers wore frog-shaped hair-band and green paper dress pretending to be water plant. The dance was like more than ten tigers hurrying down the mountain,we stretched out our claws and "gwa gwa", scampering everywhere as we did not have the basic idea of stage position. to my relief, one unknown uncle was quite enthralled by our performance and insisted on taking photos of us,and to my utmost delight,I gain a package of crackers and two boxes to sour candies which could change colour,which excited me more than the receiving of my graduation certificate.

On 1st June,1999,I engaged in a singing performance as a choir member for the Children's Day celebration, it was a stereotypical song for the Children's Day(I forget both its name and tune), but we sang it with great enthusiasm. My father was hospitalises the day before,waiting for an impending operation,my mother was escorting him.Yet we kids knew nothing about it and continued to "run amok in the yard" until the night fell. Drenched in perspiration, we were jumping between a rubber band(a classic game prevalent in China's primary schools) when a motorbike suddenly screeched to a halt and scared us to scatter around like shocked crabs, a man with a steel helmet jumped off and menacingly approached me. It was when I recognised him as my uncle that my fear began to dissipate. He told me what happened and asked me to quickly pack up, I obeyed without defiance and the quickness of my reaction thrilled both him and me. Finally, holding a pack of necessities that I need to get by in the absence of both parents, I jumped onto the backseat of him motorbike and headed for another uncle's residence.

I slept cosily that night on the bed of the guest room of my uncle's boding,only concerning about my choir performance the next day,and I was supposed to wear make-up so I awoke my aunt very early the next day. She helped me with the make-up and dressed me up. After all the preparation work was done, I jumped onto her mini-motorbike and headed for school while my dear cousin was still snoring and drilling in him dream(sheer exaggeration,my cousin is super nice and comic).... The performance was beyond mention because I actually forget what happened.

After entering the super nice Secondary School,all "childish" festivals unanimously began to fade off, even on Teacher's Day there was not any element of romance that was so unforgettable in primary school.In primary school, teachers used to receive bunches and loads and boxes and piles of presents delicately packaged, which greatly enforced my ambition to a teacher(which died soon when I entered Secondary school).Furthermore,teachers prohibited us to celebrate Children's Day,classifying it into a festival for kids,but we were only 13 then,isn't that qualified for "kids"?

Now,I am drifting further and further away from the definition of "children",and Children's Day is not my festival at all,but I still enjoy the slogan hanging on the buildings,the free ice-cream coupons that I used to receive every summer, the cheaper meal packages from Macs,KFCs etc, and the moment when someone messaged me"happy Children's Day".

Perhaps I can still celebrate it!=P