to live would be an awfully big adventure

it is a scary thing to grow up. i've never been a grown-up before, and i don't really completely know how to begin. of course, i have done grown-up-ish things, with more of them in recent days, but still i am a little nervous about being 'up.' after all, i only have one more semester to go.

although i am looking forward to the prospect of an end to intense studying and looming tests, i do not look forward to growing up. sometimes i think it would be nice to go to never-never land and be a girl forever. but as wendy says, "forever is an awfully long time."

as i watched peter pan again, i was oddly comforted at the prospect of growing up. although it would be easier to not have to change, i would miss out on so much. flying, fighting pirates and spying on fairies isn't much fun if all my other friends are grown-ups without me. maybe growing up is scary, but often scary times call for bravery. and often, when bravery is needed...a grand adventure is about to be undertaken. and i do like adventures.

"i want always to be a boy, and have fun." -peter
"you say so, but i think it is your biggest pretend." -wendy

"there are many different kinds of bravery. there's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. now your father has never brandished a sword nor...nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. but he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams. " -mrs. darling
"where did he put them?" -michael
"he put them in a drawer. and sometimes late at night, we take them out and admire them. but it gets harder and harder to close the drawer...and he does. and that is why he is brave." -mrs. darling