Afrida Hussain

Monologue

Growing Up

As I was looking at my 4 month old niece, I was jealous of her peaceful life. I thought how carefree her life is; no homework to do, no siblings to take care of, no cellphone bill to pay, and no monologue to write! Her only job is to eat and sleep, how lucky.

Last year I was sitting in Ihop with 3 of my friends and had a craving for macaroni and cheese, except the only problem was that it was in the kids section of the menu. That made no sense to me, how can they allow a certain age group to order a certain food? If I wanted macaroni and cheese, I was definitely getting it. When the waiter came to take our order and I told her I wanted the macaroni and cheese she looked at me as if I had 3 horns on my head, and my friends, of course, laughed at me. However, she wrote that down and I was able to leave Ihop happy because I got to eat my macaroni and cheese.

I was in line at Rye Playland about 3 years ago, waiting to ride the Choo Choo Train. When I finally arrived at the front of the line, I was told I could not ride the Choo Choo Train because I was too old for it.

So why am I telling you this? From these three experiences, I realized how much I hated the idea of growing up. Yes, we all physically grow and our appearance changes, but some of us don’t like changing internally or mentally. We do gain a lot from growing up like being able to drink, drive, getting a debit card, or a real job, however we also lose a lot too such as being able to order macaroni and cheese at Ihop or riding the Choo Choo Train without being looked at as if you’re crazy. There are just so many expectations that come with growing up. In other words if there was a way to stop all this growing up from happening, I would definitely try to stop it. It’s all just a trap!