I have recently discovered just how childish I actually am (or can be). I have a BIG love for Tigger. He is my favourite character in the Winnie the pooh stories. He is just so bouncy and hyper. A bit like me.
I have also discovered just how much I love Penguins. I have always felt that me and penguins have a special bond as when I was little one tried to eat my toes (apparently). I was still in a pushchair so I have to believe my parents on this one. I have also fed them. Though I believe that a friend of mine has never seen one in the flesh! So after no pestering at all I purchased a soft penguin the other day. I was insistent on having one as a pet. However, that isn't possible here in England so I have to do with a soft toy penguin. But he shall be returning to university with me.
This is Henry (he came with the name) and he is my pet penguin.
I have many other soft toys. I have a special teddy who was brought for me before I was born (almost 20 years ago!) and he escorts me everywhere I sleep. At least for more then one or two nights. I went on holiday with my old best friend and her family the other year and he came with me as I was away from home for 2 weeks.
So yes, I really am quite childish. I always knew I was, I just didn't realise how much. I wouldn't say its immaturity as it is quite different. And it's not all the time. Mainly when I feel a bit ill or am having an off day. It makes me that little bit better.
However I do love more adult and sophisticated things. I love sitting and reading a Jane Austen book. And I love watching the dramatisation of her books as well. That makes me feel very grown up.
Maybe I just don't know whether I am still a child/growing up or whether I am an adult.
So there's me. Still childish yet a little bit adultish. :D
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