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As a kid I loved to read and write. Especially writing. It has always been a way to vent for me. It’s air. Reading is good for the mind. They say that when old folks read a paper or a page of a book each day, they stay more alert and are mentally stronger than those who sit and stare at their TV Set.

Ofcourse, I don’t know if that goes for all the old folks out there. I have seen it though, in my own environment.  The grannies that read their newspaper, take a walk and are able to take care of their own. The grannies that don’t read anything stay inside all day, isolating themselves from any contact except maybe the monthly visits from certain relatives or caretakers. They are almost like zombies… Not to be rude. They do sit or lay all day and drool all over themselves mumbling without their false teeth. They are lifeless, sometimes they stare at you or talk on and on about a certain event. Or they forget who you are and become scared. They don’t talk much and when they do it’s about dying. About how they want it to be over, or some other dramatic phrase. I respect the elderly, but growing old that way is something I personally wouldn’t wish onto anyone.

I’d rather be reading, go out and have fun even when I’m old and grey. Like my mom, who is retired and still visiting friends, actively visits a church and she reads every single day. People think she is much younger her age when they first meet her. Not just because of her appearance, but because she is still actively living her life. I’m hoping to be able to do the same when I turn her age and much much after that.

I’d be a crazy granny though. I’d still be cracking jokes with my friends about the silliest things. I’d still go out dancing and play my music loud wherever I go. I’m not the type to wear a stereo on my shoulder. I might do that when I’m old and gray though. Cause then I can just say I’m old and crazy and people’d even find it funny. Now I’m just too chicken. I’ll leave it to my mp3-player when I want to hear music while I’m taking a walk. But when I’m at home, at a friend’s place or wherever I just need music around me. Most of my friends share the same taste in music with me. It’s just nice to be able to listen to your favorite music while your drinking a cup of coffee and crack jokes together and act silly together.

Yes… I still wanna be able to do all of those things when I’m old and gray. I can see myself in an hawaiian print mumu on my scooter with loud music. I’d be terrorizing the neighborhood even more than I do now 😛 Like I said, I’d still go to the club with my friends. We’d still dance like there’s tomorrow and have the kids stare at us in embarrassement/shock/disgust/laughter while we have our fun. I’d be prankcalling people. I’d be swimming in other people’s backyardpool in the middle of the night.  I’d still be playing video games. Maybe by the time I’m old and gray there’ll be a highly evolved version of Kinect and the likes. Then I’d be kicking virtual zombies! I’d rob a bottle of vodka from the liqor store to then drive away with my scooter while playing Eminem’s “I Just Don’t Give A Fuck”. I’d still ride all the rollercoaster rides in any theme park. I’d be a granny on the loose man! I’d sign up for Idols or whatever talentshow they’ll have by then, and fake a heart attack to then jump up ans scream; WAZZAAAAAP?! I’d photoshop pictures of famous people and friends with funny attributes and share them here on this blog. I’d photoshop my own pictures the same way. Just the be fair. Heck, I’d share all my crazy granny escapades. Put ‘m on youtube. But that depends on whether WordPress.com and Youtube still exists by the time I am old and gray.

I guess I kind of wanna be  like this when I’m old and gray:

But anyway…

Reading is very important. The other day I attended the final report parent-teacher meeting with my best friend. The teacher said she did well in school, as we were able to see in her final report.  Everything seems to develop nicely except for her reading ability. Which is odd, cause when I’m over she always wants to read something to me. We even made a comic together and had her type out her own words. And it all went pretty well. The spelling isn’t always completely perfect maybe. Aparently when I’m not around, the kind doesnt get to read much. My friend doesn’t have time for it, she’s very busy with lots of things. Her kid doesn’t like to read books, after a while she’ll grow bored and acts silly or obnoxiously. Reading by herself is something the kid won’t do that easily. She rather dances infront of the TV. But hey, that’s kids for yah. Then again… When I was a kid, I loved to read all by myself before bedtime. But not every kid is the same.

I’m thinking about writing a kids story. I have my best friend’s daughter to thank for that. Like I said, she doesn’t like to read. Ofcourse lots of kids and adults prefer to do other things than reading. But a kid should read a lot. Especially when they are ver young. It helps them progress faster during school, because they are used to reading. Whether it’s a comic, a book. But when I’m typing or making comics behind my computer, she becomes curious. And she likes to read what I have written and drawn, but most of them are random outburts of how I reflect on certain situations. I tend to do that in a tone and way that a kid probably shouldn’t have to deal with. I mean, learning swear words is something I’ll leave to kids she meets in class instead of having her read it from me. Cause that’ll happen anyway.

Anyway, drifting off here…

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So now I am thinking about writing a kids story. Something for her to practise her reading with. But I’m having a hard time wondering whether my story is kids proof or not. Let’s just say that I’ve always been a little twisted kid myself and things I might think as funny shouldn’t be funny yet for an 8-year-old.

But ach, I’ll see where it goes.  I already have a title and characters and some side notes. Now is the trick to try and keep it kids proof… And otherwise I’ll just have some more entertainment for myself. Having fun with yourself is very important. Tee-hee.