Your adult self is suddenly locked in the body of a 12-year-old kid. How do you survive your first day back in school?
To start with it would be a wow feeling that I am back to best time of life as a child.
It is to relive the moment again and this time with greater wisdom and wit.
The slightest thought of it fascinates me; It’s like a reincarnation, so another aspect would be to do all the things which I missed doing or could not do for some reason.
It will not at all be scary for me to be back to school; in fact it will be wonderful. I would surprise everyone with all the facts and knowledge I have albeit being a 12-year old. In fact if it is not a time travel then going to school will be an altogether a new experience with the colorful classrooms, presentations, host of sports and extra-curricular activities, the joy of never getting punished (like at our times the teachers would slap kids or hit with a ruler) and the beautiful teachers. At times I wish I could attend the class with my daughter, she is in 2nd grade. Love the small colorful chairs in her class.
I won’t miss out to:
- Having lunch, before the lunch break.
- Making out new friends.
- Playing football and cricket in lunch time, as we already had our lunch.
- Taking part in skits, singing the Christmas carols.
- Engaging in fights. Blushing with my girlfriend.
- Will teach the basics etiquettes of internet and blogging and its importance in life, if not a time travel.
We grow up, land up with handsome paying jobs, get married and after few days get paranoid. The life in this era of Facebook and Twitter has become so monotonous and busy (without reason) that this would be a real refresher for people. People end up putting enormous time in social media while they are not communicating with their family, friends or neighbors.
This will be a golden chance to go back to the time when relations and people were valued more than having sharing and likes.
So to wrap it up:
Thy take my money, thy take my name,Thy take my fame and gain.
Return me back my childhood,
Wherein I sailed my paper boat and get drenched in the rain.
Let me fly by the speed of light and be the 12 year old with a matured sight.