Writing Prompt: All Grown Up

When was the first time I really felt like a Grown Up.

This is one question I asked myself time and time again,but came up with no answer. I remember I had finished my education and started working in a school. You would think I should be grown up,I did too but my mom did not think so. How can that be, well I asked my mom one day if I could visit one of my friends, in reply she said yes but I must be back within the hour. Technically at that age I shouldn’t ask for permission,rather tell her I’m going to my friend’s house and will be back whenever.

I was twenty-two then. Now I really have to think hard and wonder when did I really consider myself grown up? I think when I left home and started teaching in a school outside my home town.

Thankfully I did start to feel I was grown up when I was my own boss,I did not have to take permission to go somewhere.

https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/03/06/365-days-march 06-all grown up/

6 thoughts on “Writing Prompt: All Grown Up

  1. Nice post Ranu. I left home at 17 but didn’t really feel grown up until I was 30 and a single mum with three young children. I had to grow up then 🙂

  2. Dear Ranu,

    Thank you for this post.

    What constitutes being “grown up” is widely different in different cultures. Here in the US, one may be considered grown up at the age of 18. Clearly, though, boys and girls have still a lot of growing up to do from 18.

    In the Amazon basin, however, many indigenous peoples have their boys and girls out navigating (alone) in canoes on dangerous snake-filled rivers at the age of 13 or 14. They make day-trips to acquire food. Often these young boys and girls exhibit a maturity level far in excess of an 18 year old in the US.

    So much is relative.

    All good wishes,


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