This is a video well worth watching, not least for the speaker’s understanding of her 100th decade as a way to relive her childhood–or more specifically, to live the childhood she wishes she had had. “I’m having my second childhood now, my happy childhood,” she says. “I had a miserable childhood. I did not enjoy being a child….So I have fun now. I’m enjoying my childhood, finally.”
I love the idea that we are not limited to the childhoods we actually had. That we can revisit that intense, passionate, fresh, joyful and rage-filled and awe-filled time, as we wish. That we can do it better, if we want to.
And children’s literature gives us a gateway to do that. Those of us who had lonely childhoods can read about life-changing best friendships. Those of us who were (oh, perhaps) a bit bored can read about wild adventures. Those of us who felt powerless or helpless can find stories of undaunted heroes.
Childhood never leaves us, or rather, we never leave it. Maybe, as the speaker of this video suggests, we grow not away from our childhoods, but toward them–if we’re lucky, coming full circle.