A boy

In most biographies, childhood has the best memories. No matter the circumstances, everything is magical and people around you feed the magic and try to hide you from the truth.

This half man with a growing identity lives in Wonder world, until he grows. Though the memory of those years will always remain in the person and he will open the memory for strength and regret, for those years instilled most of the values and lessons you will use in life. However, most of us can’t let go of that world and we waste most of our lives chasing an idea of a beautiful life that was actually a mix between discovery and lies.
But what we don’t recognize, is the fortune we have for growing out of this stage. Imagine that we had stayed. No, even better. Don’t imagine anything, just ask Candide how is to live as a child in a grown up world and body.

Peter Pan is amazingly happy and in a perfect state, though everything is wrong. He was abandoned heart broken, went to jail, had to fight though with no ideology and was completely alone. And yet, he has the luxury to live without an opinion, be selfish, arrogant, naïve and interested for money, elegance and name. Is this even a characteristic of a child? I don’t think so. They are rather the characteristics of an idiot, because at least a child learns, has feelings and remains loyal to himself and to the people he loves.

In other words, we are not talking about a child. No, we are talking about something even less. Someone without an identity, but this figure is not growing one, learning and is too cruel to be innocent and naïve. So what are we handling? Is it a monarch? Is it an animal? Or is it the combination of both with the bond of an idiot? Wait. Are we talking about Candide?