I’ll grow up

I, a 15-year-old high school student, am I an adult or a child?

Do I want to be an adult? Am I ready to be an adult?

What kind of adult do I want to be? Can I be such an adult?

“Do you want to grow up and be an adult soon?”

If this question had been answered to my childhood self, I think I would have answered “yes!” without thinking. Become an adult can buy a lot of delicious to go to a lot of fun places, become a big mistake after mom and dad will not punish me…

But when I was 15, I was hesitant, I was at a loss. Me, want to be an adult?

The last IP project, we looked at adults and children. I don’t know what kind of people I belong to now. I sometimes think that one of the meanings of my existence may be to live minute by minute for everyone to see. But I’m not sure. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me. So I’m trying to figure out what their definition is. I wonder if the grownups are happy? I know that growing up is an inevitable stage, and I always feel that I will gain something or be firm in it, so I take it as my aimless exploration.

We used the interview’s likeness as the first step in this project, and also as the first-hand material

1. Do you consider yourself an adult or a child?

Do you want to be an adult or a child?

3. What does it mean to be this character? / why do you want to be this character?

4. Can you describe your life after becoming this character?

In this process, I found that all children dream of being adults, and all adults are thinking back to when they were children. Adults have been children, but the years have turned them into adults. They didn’t want to be adults, but they became adults. They are adults, but still look “short” appearance, they are adults, but still love to cry, many of them are adults, but I know they do not want to be adults.

I would go back and look at myself as a child. Do I really want to grow up and become an adult? No, we don’t want to be adults, because adults have a lot of responsibilities. We just want to be mature.

I asked myself now, “do you want to grow up?”

But I found that growing up is never a choice, it is a natural process of human growth. We all grow up. We all grow old. Slowly, one day, we will become adults. We will experience many failures and setbacks. Some people will be glad that the dim fire, glad that the big waves with you finally slowly ebbing tide, this can bring peace and peace of mind, think mature people will be such is the norm of life, but I think I am not such a person, will not be the future.

We come to this world, is to gather together beautiful, in order to put the mountains and rivers, bright stars, human fireworks into the eye socket.

As for filth, ugliness and imperfection, they are the product of this human error.

We have no way to correct and twist them instantaneously.

In this short life, we can only try to live with it.

Try to bury them with a little bit of thin life, try to keep the soul full and flowing.

If not one tares is destroyed, the whole barn will be burned; If not a whale, then far from the whole ocean.

There is so much to love and love in this world, and for this I believe in the wonderful pull of nature to bind our destinies together.

So never, never lose that sense of wonder and trust.

In this way, one day, I will be an “adult”. I would say, “ah! I’m free at last!”

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