An Essay A Day For A Year
By Roe
Day 68, March 8, 2012
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Today I decided that I would rather play all day instead of work. Lucky for me that everything I do or don’t want to do today is play, so yippee!, I get to play all day. All mammals play as babies, and play is if fun, fun, fun. When mammal babies grow up, eventually they mature, and they play less and less, and as adults, live life’s chores more and more like play as a result of their babyhood. It is certain that all the hours and days of play for a baby mammal lead to the very practiced routines of life’s maintenance, once all grown up. Play is in fact practice for living for all mammals, especially us human animals.
When we are growing up we are surrounded by a lot of very serious and boring adults who do their best to condition the play out of us little ones. I always thought that this was so ironic. I clearly felt and saw that adults loved to play too, and longed to play, and missed playing, and it seemed to pain them so much what they had lost and missed, that they felt it their responsibility to poop on the playing of us little ones. If I had a nickel for every time I heard the stupid statement, “you can’t just play all the time…….”, I would be so rich I wouldn’t have to work ever, and I could just play all day long. If adults are so smart, why are they all so miserable wishing they could play like a child?. I used to think. If adults are so happy, why are they trying to make me so miserable like them by doing things other than playing?. I dreaded becoming Mr. and Mrs. miserable adult who couldn’t play, and who felt compelled to steal the play away from children.
All children should be left to play all the time, as long as often as they want to, and as long as they want to. Play is happy work that interests us, and if we can live our life playing, we will live our life playing. If we can play our day away, we will play our work day away happily and productively, and play our chores away when we are all grown up. A child should never be made to do any chores ever that he or she does not like or feel is play, for unhappy and coerced work done by a child is a soul killer that creates miserable adults later. Children did not ask to be born to us, and they are not our servants. Children do not have the responsibility to maintain themselves or their parents, and children should never be compelled to do anything that is not playful and enjoyable for them. Chores do not teach children responsibility or work ethic, chores kill children and teach them to resent life and all authority.
The world is filled with humdrum adults and employees who are slaves to their own playless programming, who can do the tasks that are thrust unfairly upon happy and playful children. Forcing or compelling or manipulating anyone to do anything creates resentment and rebellion and kills the natural state of happiness and play. Children who are left in natural and happy play will eventually voluntarily and playfully participate in the tasks of life, following the example of the playful working caretaker.
No child should ever be “taught” or sent to school, if they don’t want to go. School and teaching are natural play and childhood killers. Every teacher and adult thinks they know what is best for their own child or pupil, yet not one single teacher or adult can claim to be truly happy themselves the way they imagined for themselves as a playful child. “You have to do this and you have to do that”, are lies that are passed down by soul killed adult people to tiny people who are in the process of having their own souls killed of play. When you are a child, all you have to do is play, and eventually you will grow up to be an adult full of play.
No child should ever be “taught” to read. Reading in young children kills imagination and creativity, and reading in young children kills playfulness and play. All people naturally will learn to read and understand abstract symbols that represent ideas, and this naturally occurs around ages 10-14, when the fun, fun, fun of childhood naturally graduates into playful adulthood. This is a documented scientific fact, long researched and proved. Preparing young children for adulthood is an ironic idea, for only a child can prepare itself for adulthood, and the only way is to live out a childhood full of play, play, play.
Not one thing we were ever forced fed as children ever did us any good except our own precious play. You cannot teach a child anything, you cannot teach ethics or morals or manners or respect or good behavior or lessons of any kind. A child only learns by trial and error of their own play all by themselves, and the best a parent or caregiver can do is allow the child to grow up free and true to themselves. A parent that lives a happy and playful life of ethics and morals and manners, with respect and good behavior, will become the hero of the child, and the child will choose their own similar life. A parent and caregiver that lives the life of a “do as I say, not as I do” hypocrite, will pave the way for another hypocrite trying to tell another future hypocrite how to live.
Not one of us ever needed to be taught how to learn, or learn anything important at all. There is far, far too much data in the world to be learned by anyone, and no one wants to learn anything that they do not want to learn. When we were born we were voracious learning machines, and we devoured our world delightfully. Then the smart adults came along and decided that it was time to “teach” us, and the first thing we were taught was to sit still, be quiet, and listen to someone who long ago lost any passion at all for themselves and their own learning. We were pumped with daily sermons about how do this and not do that, and what to learn and why and where, until the point where we lost our own precious play, and with it our own selves. Now we have become good, obedient, productive humdrum, sermonizing employees of someone else who always knows better than us what we should be doing. When we lost our play we lost our freedom, and when we lost our freedom we lost ourselves.
What a tragedy since we were meant to be poets and dancers and designers of a whole new world, we were meant to be adventurers and composers of the exciting life to come, that no humdrum, obedient adult could ever imagine. We never wanted to be kept from play or taught anything, for we knew our own way, and we knew that anything and everything was possible. When we were “taught” responsibility, we ourselves died, and when we were “taught” the information that we needed to make “money”, the thirst for status and money killed our play and reason for playing, and now we thirst for money and status instead of play.
Play, play, play, fun, fun, fun, and a whole life of it, until the child grows up and chooses a life of play, play, play, and fun, fun, fun. No adult could ever understand this unless they grew up just that way, and none of us did. If you the reader find yourself defending the regime that you have placed upon your child, the same regime that was placed upon you that killed your own playful child, be shocked, and accept the obedience of humdrum that has become your and all of our lives. At least allow your child to be themselves in happy play, for a long happy childhood, just like the one that you yourself once dreamed of and lost. This is the greatest gift that you can give your child and our world. We all could benefit from a playful world full of playful people.
See you tomorrow.
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