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| Articles: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child |
Posted by
Geist on Thursday, January 30, 2003 - 08:46 PM PST
"When I was a child I spoke as a child I understood as a child I thought as a child; but when I became a man I put away childish things." I Cor. xiii. 11
Everyone has to grow up eventually, or at least most of us do. There are exceptions to this rule, but for the most part all of us grow up and become responsible adults. What it takes for all of us to reach this milestone in life depends on the specific person. I’m sure you could ask 1000 people what made them become an adult and you will get 1000 different answers. Well, today January 30th 2003 is a day I will remember for the rest of my life. I became an adult today. It was a real eye-opener. It felt somewhat like a cross between being hit by a Mack truck and that feeling you get in your stomach when the roller coaster hits the big drop. My entire world came crashing down, whirled around me a few times, then knocked me upside the head and out cold. When I woke up I was a different person.
I’ve always been told how mature I was by my family, friends, and just about everyone that knew me. I’ve always been around those that were older than me, just never seemed to get along real well with those my age. I mean shit; I skipped 3 grades between elementary school and middle school making me the first to graduate in my family at the age of 15. (Actually the first in my family to finish high school at all.) I’ve been working since I was 12 and got my first full time job at 14. Graduated high school and started going to a local community college where I majored in English literature. A major school was out of the question because again I was around those older than me, started doing a lot of things I shouldn’t have and sorta blew off high school for the most part. Anyways, finished 2 semesters of college and couldn’t afford it any more being only 16 and working as an assistant manager at a clothing store, so I made the biggest choice of my life. I was going to join the military. I packed my bags and shortly after I turned 17 I was off for basic training.
Today I was informed that I was being kicked out of the United States Air Force. After 3 years in I guess they finally decided that it was time. Luckily for me it will be an honorable discharge and I already have a very nice paying job lined up out in the civilian world. I’m getting out under “failure to adjust to a military lifestyle”. I guess it wasn’t good enough when I told them after my first 3 months in that this wasn’t for me and I needed to get out. After getting done with the paperwork in which my commander informed me of his decision I went into my First Sergeants office because he wanted to talk with me. For those of you that know nothing about the military the First Sergeant is for the most part the parent figure in the military. His job is to help you out when you have any problems, whether professionally or personally, and to smack your ass when you do something wrong.
There I listened to this man tear into me for 30 mins telling me how worthless I was and how I would never amount to anything. How he had no idea how I was going to make it in the “real” world and that I was a drain on society. After this 30-minute ass chewing he then began to tell me how sorry he was that the Air Force had failed me. That maybe if he, and my supervisor, and those around me had taken a more personal role in my problems, had seen me cries for help that I wouldn’t be in the position that I was in now.
Now I’ve never blamed any of my problems in my life on anyone. I’ve always taken care of myself cause that’s all I’ve ever had. If something was wrong I dealt with it… maybe not in the right way but I dealt with it. I may have thought I was an adult, actually I’ve thought that about myself for a large portion of my life. Kinda like the Tom Hanks movie “Big” except I was a man trapped in a kids body. Now when I look back on my life I can’t believe how wrong I was. I was playing pretend. Still that scared little boy inside a mans body...
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Re: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child
by Geist (tattooedslacker@yahoo.com)
on Jan 31, 2003 - 02:01 AM
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What in the seventeen hells is this shit ?!?! I think the editors must be getting desperate for articles to post cause this Geist mook's writting seems to be coming up more and more often.... Someone please help us and post something worth reading.... ARGH !!! my eyes are begining to bleed ! :P
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Re: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child
by feralucce on Jan 31, 2003 - 03:04 AM
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Ummm... child labor laws what they are... you could not have had a full time job at 14...
Failure to adjust is dishonorable discharge... as well as something that would have happened long ago...
who the fuck do you think you are fooling?
Soo... did Geist post? Or did Geist comment... what is this happy horseshit?
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Re: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child
by Merry_Widow on Jan 31, 2003 - 12:04 PM
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Having a bad day, Feral?
Being forced to grow up in a short period time sucks, and it's difficult. In fact, I haven't met one person yet who was able to do it properly and come out unscathed.
Congratlutaltions on getting out with an honorable discharge, though, and good luck being a civilian again.
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Re: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child
by Dolorosa (SixOfSwords@IU.zzn.com)
on Jan 31, 2003 - 01:11 PM
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Airforce? Thats a branch of the military? -shrug- eh...Growing up...gah...I say, fuck that...fuck that in the eye god damn it...and I also say, damn hell ass kings. It isn't worth it, it isn't pleasant...and it's just another dirty word for growing old...and no one has to grow old, not unless they give up.
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Re: When I was a Child I Thought as a Child
by bettie_x (strangersangel@hotmail.com)
on Feb 05, 2003 - 03:17 PM
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Hindsight is 20/20 I've heard.
Hey, at least you at some point had the presence of mind to acknowledge mistakes and make an effort not to repeat them. That's a hell of a lot more than you can say of most people, so head up brotha.
It's good that you not only have a job lined up, but that you also are going back to school.
I dropped out of college basically because I was accomplishing NOTHING, and going nowhere with it. I didn't know what I wanted out of my future and I still don't. There are several things that I'd like to persue...health care, veterinary, law enforcement, astronaut, dictatorship....man I sound like a five year old being asked "what do YOU want to be when you grow up?".
I figure when it strikes me what I REALLY wanna do, I'll go for it. I"m fortunate enough to have parents that will compensate me for college AFTER I show them passing grades *lol* (THANKS joanna *my sister~grumble*)
Right now I'm pretty comfy in the realm of retail divaness/part time art sissy, so until the time comes, I'm good to go.
Oh, but I did talk to devin about being a South Transit bus driver...THOSE PEOPLE MAKE GOOD MONEY!! *sigh* driving a bus of doom for a living..I wonder if they'd gimme a black one.
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