Would you like to be kids again?

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I would like to be a kid again as long as I keep my current intelligence. It would be nice to go through school again with my current intelligence and philosophies. I think I would be better able to stand up to bullies and maybe even make a girlfriend or two. Though I'd be more likely to go after the younger teachers.

I'm still young, but I would like to be 10 again. Those years were the fun years, they seemed easier, even with my AS. Socialising at those ages didn't seem as hard.

I am like a 4 1/2 year old in many ways.

It would be wonderful to go back to being physically 4 1/2 years old again, or even 3 1/2.

Those were happy days...and I miss it a great deal!!

If something had been done to me as what happened to Ashley X (she had her growth stunted at age 7 becuase of severe
mental handicap), I would have loved it and THANKED MY DOCTORS!! !

Right now I am 33 chronologically, but being like a 4 1/2 year old is frigging not easy when you are my size. People look
at you strange if you are 5 feet 11 inches tall and play with baby toys and candy at the supermarket or at WalMart.

Reasons I would want to be a 4 year old physically:

A) I would not need to shave myself (mustache, etc), it's very hard for me to do
B) people wouldn't look at me strangely when I played with baby toys
C) My parents would respect me much more and love their darling little boy. They dislike me
now. When I was 7 years old, they started spanking and beating me, something that did not stop till I was
19 years old. I was NEVER hit when I was 4 years old or 3 years old. If I was, I certainly do not remember
and I have a real good memory.
D) I could wear cute clothes like longalls and T-strap shoes or English sandal Mary Janes and I would be the
most adorable child that ever walked earth.
E) I could ride on kiddie rides at amusement parks, even those that have height limits
F) I wouldn't lose anything. I never get to go out of my home except to see my old community college instructor
friends once a week. Independence? I have none anyways. I don't have a car, so except for one day of the week and
maybe on Saturday or Sunday toting along with my parents, I go out.
G) Everyone would think I was adorable and very cute.
H) I would still be able to play the Internet....and my mother would buy me cute clothes and since I do that anyway
on Ebay right now, I wouldn't miss out on anything (I collect children's longalls and t-strap shoes as a hobby because
they are soooo cute, traditional old fashioned type clothing).
I) Need I say more???

If there was a way to turn me into a 4 year old to shrink me to the size of a 4 year old and look like one, I
would have no objection against doing so.

Preston

Yes.

But maybe a childhood, which involves me being placed in different situations, with better understanding people?

Can we change that section of my life where I was forcibly dragged to holiday camps by my family. Please?

The only entertainment available at each holiday camp (which was exactly the same at each camp by the way) was a cheap, tacky evening cabaret in the bar.


Which always consisted of the following songs (repeatedly played at loud volume):

Agadoo

I am the Music Man

Superman

Wig Wam Bam

The Birdie Song


Most of these songs didn’t even make any proper sense.
I cringe whenever I hear them now: so many bad memories.
I didn’t understand why people wanted to harvest fruit in the middle of a bar and they weren’t shaking the glowing neon palm shaped tree lights to get it…

What really didn’t make any sense to me was why and how everyone was able to do these actions to these songs at the same time.

The music and lights thumped right through my head.
It was so loud, I couldn't talk to anyone without shouting.


Then there was the Talent Show where no one could sing...

No wonder I kept begging my family if I could join in the Bingo with the more sedate Grannies!

The kid’s club was like torture.
I actually refused to go after a couple of sessions because I really didn’t get it.
I was upset, confused and overwhelmed by it all.

The kids all seemed to be able talk to each other automatically.
One of the Kid’s entertainers would say something like:
“I’ll see you later kids!”

And then walk off the stage.
Five minutes later a man wearing a ridiculous animal costume would appear and the all kids would cheer.
(Except me of course)

Then the animal costumed man would walk off of the stage and the kid’s entertainer would reappear in his stripy, garish attire.

I mean seriously, how gullible were these kids?


My family had to stay in a cold, draughty caravan for a week each year, eating pot noodles, biscuits and the processed junk from the cafeteria.

Thankfully we only did this for a few years, but these are experiences I’d like to be permanently erased from my memory if at all possible.
Thanks.

I am happy I am no longer a kid.

I would LOVE to be a kid again, I think about it all the time. I think about when I was growing up in Maryland and how much better things seemed for me. I had lots of family around and I just loved that time of my life. I miss it very much.

No, I wouldn't. The powerlessness of childhood would bother me (powerlessness is one of the very few things I fear). I did once think that I'd grow out of my difficulties, and the realisation that that's not going to happen hurts every time it hits me, but I'd rather live with the truth of how things are, no matter how much it hurts me. Also, most people don't take children seriously; I like it that people treat me as equal to them now.

Maybe if I did not have go to the forced visits with my ret*d biological mother and if I could have been homeschooled since kindergarden and if I was born at a later date when there was much more knowledge about Asperger's and how to interact with children with it and I wasn't made to feel as if I were a freak. But seeing now how much freedom I have as an adult and how I can basicaly litterly whatever I please. I can still play with toys (although as an adult, I call it "customising") AND get to choose my bedtime. I am not everybody's puppet anymore. I call the shots. I don't have to go to school and when I do I can study what I choose too at my own pace. I can buy whatever I want and not have to ask for money only to be told no. I can eat whatever I want. I can go anywhere I want and stay for as long as I want. I NEVER want to be a child again.

Considering my life pretty much blew until the age of 21--6 years ago--no.

I want to make one thing really clear.

I mentioned about wanting to be a 4 year old or a 3 year old again.

I DO NOT in any way, want to EVER be a 10 year old to 14
years old again. That would be like going to Hell. I got
teased, picked on, kicked around, bullied extensively when
I was in 5th grade, it was so bad my parents took me out of
public school and sent me to a Catholic private K-8 school.
I had a 5th grade teacher who wouldn't do anything when the
3 class bullies picked on me. They would kick me, but this
poor excuse of a 5th grade teacher wouldn't do anything to
help me, it was like he was silently condoning them doing this
to me, they never got disciplined or anything. And even when
I was in 9th grade, I was picked on at PE by 12th graders in
high school (who wasn't??). I could never understand why
12th graders love to pick on 9th graders. When I was in 12th
grade, I never picked on 9th graders. For that matter, I never
picked on anyone. I was never a bully and was always a
pacifist.

But......I would do nursery school and preschool over again
in a heartbeat. I loved being 3 and 4 years old. Those were
the best days of my life. Better than even right now. I wish
I had just taken a fall and stayed 4 years old forever, like
ruined my pituitary gland so I wouldn't grow (so I would
become a proportionate dwarf that looked like a 4 year old).
That would have been great.

And as I don't have a girlfriend and probably never will find
a girlfriend that is like me, I wouldn't miss anything if I was
shrunken or turned into a 4 year old physically over night.
I don't have a girlfriend, and I still wouldn't if I was a 4 year
old, but at least it would be more tolerable being a 4 year old.
At least I would have lots of advantages, including wearing
cute adorable clothes, and also people not picking on me, and
people not looking strange at me when I play with baby
toys. At least, they would just think I was a poor little 4 year old
and LEAVE ME ALONE!!

Okay, that's all.

Preston from CA

I would like to be a kid again, but only if I still had the knowledge I have now. I just miss not having responsibility. There would be less stress about getting a job and being independent.
I still basically do the same things I did as a kid: making up stories in my head, playing with my dog, playing video games, etc. I didn't play with other kids that much.

I would like to be underaged again, however not by reliving my own life. I would want to be someone else born someplace else, and have a better childhood than the one I had in this life.