Just Another "Summer" Day

Laying on the beach the sun beaming down me like a sunset. Sipping on a Bahama Mama and reading Cosmo Girl magazine. The ocean gives me a cool breeze to cool me off. Can everyone see it, Can everyone hear it that’s the summer of my life calling to me, I have been here for awhile now. How did I get here and I’m only 16 years old. My age got me here physically. I remember my 16th birthday party my family gathered together to see me transfer over to summer even though they didn’t know it I was becoming a woman in front of their eyes. Sixteen was the peak of my womanhood .when given a responsibility one has no choice but to move on to summer. First responsibility given to me was cleaning my room by myself I had to make my messy bed when I woke up, clean my wooden tiled floor, and clean the sweaty window during the summer. Maturity a powerful weapon that no one wants to challenge it may scare my mom because I’m maturing so fast but I slowed down when I got to summer. My first sign of maturity was when I could handle the first sex talk with my mother. Knowing it I had to go through a uncomfortable conversation with my mother, but I had to act my age and just talk about it.
Knowledge of my age helped me transfer over to the process of becoming a woman. Age helped me mature and gave me a different look on life. Makes one more social especially when one turns 16 they can’t act like a 5 year old in the 10th grade. Height is associated with getting taller and even when one hates it one gets older. Eugenia Collier the Arthur of Marigolds created Lizabeth she hated the fact she appeared older because she knew she had to grow up and mature. Lizabeth couldn’t be a little child anymore she couldn’t play with her brother and his friends anymore she had to act her age and not the age she wants to go back to.
With age comes maturity as one ages one has to become mature. I first realized I was mature when my mom showed me she trusted me enough to make my own decisions. One has to have trust from your parents so one can feel that they have matured. Parents have to show one that they know one will make the best decision. One knows they have matured when one grows up when they finally say I’m done being a little child playing in the sand box on a spring day, they want to feel 16 going to a party in the summer with ones friends. Jobs when one can get a job and keep it one has matured. One may show that they no longer need to ask their parents for money every week and let them once again say No go get a job K’la, one can go in their wallet and no longer grab dust balls they can grab the money they made at the job they got.
Given responsibilities makes one grow up. When given a responsibility it makes one feel like wow! Life has a lot of responsibilities. I remember when my mom said that I have to start washing my own clothes, clean my own room, and wash my own hair by myself I was only 10 and that’s when I realized that my life starts rite here when I can do the biggest tasks by myself. Responsibility makes life harder because during the day one has so much to do already and then one goes home and one has to wash the dishes, slave over a hot oven to put a meal on the table, and do homework and whatever else that one might have to take care of at home. Responsibility helped me grow up and see the world in a new way and transfer over to summer that wasn’t what finally made me mature but it made me realize I was ready to mature.
Summer brings so many things maturity, responsibility, and age. These things might come with summer, but these things helps one transfer over into summer. Responsibility makes one feel like a mature teen. Maturity makes one feel special. Age gives one power one may look older but they are still a kid at heart but one has approached their summer. On the beach relaxing with a tube top and tankani bottoms my dark complexioned skin glistens in the sun my tattoos appear fresh and new. I have a sex on the beach in my hand sipping little by little and a book by Zane this seems like the perfect day in summer doesn’t it? Well no one but me has to live it so it doesn’t matter as long as I’m having the time of my life