The statement "the youth is wasted on the young", is not an understatement. After hitting the incredible age of 18, I finally came to understand what my elders meant by saying this. Having siblings so much younger really helped me conclude this. At the age of my youngest siblings, four and five, they live their life to the max. Everything is a joy ride and nothing can really go wrong- except the occasional time-out and the, "No, stop that." But ten looking at my brother who is thirteen, well, it showed me that he worries about growing up too much, and that nothing is going right for him, and only him.
While thinking about my brother made me think back to my adolescence. Because my siblings are all so much younger than me, I always felt as if I wasn't being treated my age. I would always ask to be treated like an adult, I would always ask for more leniency, and always want to be more independent.
But then not long after turning the wonderful age of eighteen I realized how much I wish I was still young. The young does nothing but want to grow up and the "old" want nothing to do but grow younger. When some say "the youth is wasted on the young" they don't really understand it, or they just say it without actually thinking about it. When I say it now, I really do mean and understand it.
Why can't we have no worries, just live as we were young again?
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