Vincent Cammisa /// Advanced Essay

(intro) My goals of this essay were to tap into some of the old happy memories. Memories that were pleasant before major change, change that turns an innocent kid into something not so innocent and something changed by emotions of a teenager, or the problems that come with the new found responsibility. My goal was to reminisce about the good times before the now bad. I am actually very proud and happy I happened to write this because as cheesy as it is nothing is better than childhood, but honestly I felt like everything was just bad timing for me while doing the essay and it might have affected the quality. In my soft baby blue pajamas, waking up with the corner of my eyes crusted and suddenly feeling a jolting excitement. That jolt of excitement came because I was ready to celebrate my 6th birthday. It is a pretty mild and sunny morning and to the extent of where the sun wakes me up shining through the windows. Once I was up for a while I am now receiving my colorful and hard plastic toys, I was ripping apart the crunchy wrapping paper and then shortly play with the toys. After a good amount of time playing with the toys, I walk down the brown hardwood stairs that had a thin glaze over them. Once I am down the steps I continue to walk that path to the kitchen which is covered in short-haired patterned rugs that hugged my little bare feet, and just as I get near the kitchen. I hear a noise followed by a voice that belongs to my mom she had just walked in and then short moments after my parents told me ¨We are going to Famous Dave's ̈, my favorite restaurant. So I get a shower and I put on my clean clothes. Once those clean clothes have been put on we are prepared to leave. Then on the way out the great news was reciprocated, amd once again I feel a bolt of excitement and energy blast out of me as I start to run as fast as I can and aiming for the big brown door just creaked open. Sneakers pounding on the floor and my little arms flailing at the sides. Suddenly BAM! I run into a wall and fall back on the hardwood floor. Seconds later I get up laughing and we continue onto our festivities as a family. Being in that moment was something so enjoyable and innocent, and it was a memory that will last long hopefully as long as I live. Always hearing the voice of your parents telling you the good news is always a feeling of comfort and just being a kid that moment was hilarious and fun and fun for my family as well. You ever notice how sometimes a kid might get knocked up a bit and the next thing they do is a laugh or act like it never happened, well in this point in time that was me, I slammed my head on the walls and then started falling backward. Eventually, I got up laughed shook it off and was ready like nothing had happened . That same doorway I hit my head on is there, so are the thinly glazed steps I walked down before the memory came into play. It was a moment of innocence and innocence can only last so long. That innocence is gone and will be gone for every child in the future. With the absence of that leaves space for change and things and people will always change and keep changing down. Changing for the good or for the bad but as adults and even teenagers how do we deal with this change; not just innocence but in the little things in our daily lives? Whether we would like to admit it or not, change is inevitable. . Even looking back into my memories so much has changed as a kid, to now as a teenager that same moment can’t happen again with the same kind of backlash or be overlooked as a childish mistake. Why is it that as we get older things change, and how or should we deal with it? As we change when we get older is this just natural? It’s our emotions, our actions and even the things we like or the way of life that we now live. We get used to it though, eventually, everyone does because change isn’t gonna wait, change is just gonna keep pushing. Everyone deals with it and some can take it and some can’t it’s what makes everyone different, and it is also something that can really bring out the trueness out of someone just observing how they deal with change and how they respond to the change of others peoples life that make affect them. How do we view change though? Change isn't always in the back of our consciousness, so when we think of change how do we deal with it. Talking from a personal perspective. I think I deal with change pretty good. Maybe not as a kid because you get so used to the things that we love and we aren't often subject to that much change. But, now that I have grown up more and now see how change is just natural I am not opposed to it. Change is a funny thing whether it is good or bad, change is change.