by Jillian Cooper

Created on: March 12, 2009

It"s funny, the older I get the more
I think about my childhood. When everything
was new and fresh.And I was just at the
beginning of my life. Where anything and
everything seemed possible and magical.
I remember being the age of six ,when
everything in a little girls life is touched
by gods sunlight.When you get older you still
see it's magic. But forget how it looked

streaming, through the trees,before it gently
touched the ground. It looked more like gold
then anything else. Gently brushing itself
through the landscape.
I was standing under this giant tree of which
origin,I did not know.Standing in the shadows
of the branches and leaves.I remember i had on
my pretty pink ruffled lace dress. I even remember
my shiny black shoes. So shinny i recall seeing
my own reflection and even the sun in them.
Looking up, a breeze had stirred, a very gentle
breeze.Just enough,to make you look and take notice.
Branches and leaves swaying in the wind,gently
though almost like dancing slowly to the softest
music.This sunlight would bend here, and turn there,
through this heavy foliage. Gently touching a leaf
here ,softly bouncing off the bark there.
Can't you see it. It's right on that tree.and
finally finding a spot here and there on the
ground.I stepped half way out of the tree, part
of me still in the shade, part of me in the sun.
Observing both,the sweet heated sunlight on one
side as well as the cool sweet feel of the shade.
I just stood for a moment, giggling to myself.
The outside world the natural things in it ,always
made me smile and laugh.I've always received peace
from such things as this even at the age of six.
Then i recall, i tried to catch it the sun-rays.
Wanting to take it home and keep it safe.To be
honest, i think i thought it would keep me safe.
In the dead of night from all the monsters my six
year old mind came up with.
I dreamed i could throw it out into my room.Just
when the monsters came out i would have a surprise
for them.I firmly believed that monsters did not
like sunlight.Somewhere in my mind I honestly thought
i would throw it on them and they would die just
like them vampires did when sunlight touched them.
But of course who can catch sunlight in their hands.
I tried and thought a few times i even succeeded.
But when I opened my hands their was no sunlight in it.
And then a strange thought hit me such a grownup
thought had crossed my mind.
God what happens when I grow up? Will i still look at
things this way.Will the busy world, of being a grownup,
and all it's pressures. Make me forget how

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