Last night, me and my two siblings caught the last scene of Peter Pan 2: Return to Neverland- the part when Peter and Wendy saw each other again after years. I've always loved that scene. Peter and Wendy was my childhood loveteam and it was sad for me that they didn't stay together. And that's the reality of life. Nothing is bound to stay as it is and so we gotta treasure everything while it lasts and keep the magic within. Wendy knew she had to grow up. Being young forever wasn't the adventure, she thought. It was the one keeping it from her, in fact. But I'm still happy because although Wendy did decide to grow up she still kept a kid's heart and her childhood beliefs and, thus, the somehow levitating portion in the scene...... Suddenly I felt like going back in time (insert song from childhood days here).
I remember having a Kiki and Lala shirt back when I was, maybe, 3. I would recall wearing that shirt for most nights during my preschool days. I'd force my mom to have it washed often just so I can wear it almost every other bed time. I would even get annoyed with myself whenever I spill milk on it. I don't have that shirt anymore but I always treasured the memory of having it. It takes me back to that special time when the only thing I feared was the Boogeyman and when a single Pinipig ice cream bar made me feel like I'm in heaven. It reunites me with little Dani-Ann- the girl who'd go out every four in the afternoon to play pretend-this and pretend-that for hours until her mom calls her in. Times like that are priceless. No worldly pressures, no bad intentions, no hideous pimples- nothing. Just Plain Fun.
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