For Teens

At age seven, you had at least one childhood scarAt age ten, you already had a little idealized crush—the kind kids haveAt age thirteen, a pimple on your face was your biggest problemAt age fifteen, a fervent desire was impossible not to have By twenty, you’ll have had a few unrequited crushesBy twenty-five, you’ll have quit at least one job, failed at a plan, and been disappointed by a big dreamBy thirty, you’ll already have many abandoned desiresBy thirty-five, you’ll try to relive your youth all in a single dayBy forty, you’ll have proven your worth, come to know your strengths and weaknesses, and you’ll also have a scar on your heart—deep, very deep...But it’s at forty that the magic happens: you’ll have already gone through a dozen embarrassing situations, and you’ll accept your lot, realizing that it’s impossible to avoid a few embarrassing moments.At forty-five, you’ll let go of some quirks and pick up othersAt fifty, you’ll forgive the minor irresponsibilities of young people—you’ll even glorify them—and take some pride in your own mistakes—youth is impetuous—At fifty-five, if you survive pollution, divorce, endless wars, the same old and ever-changing economic plans, and frustration with politics, at most by this age, you’ll pay more attention to your own needs and the human condition, and you’ll have the courage to admit them, simply saying: “No,” and that’s that...At sixty, your temper will become a little more irritable—or calm once and for allBecause time neither improves nor worsens, neither remembers nor forgets; it doesn’t demand anything and cannot be held accountableTime only reaffirms itself more and more.....At sixty-five, you’ll feel like a winner for having survived tropical storms, the loneliness that sometimes devastated you, the chemicals you took unwittingly, the excess of sweets and food, the disappointment of your team’s defeat, the eternal human game, the stares of others, the fear of exposing yourself to ridicule—and you’ll no longer have fears like you once didAt seventy, you’ll either lament or be able to laugh at all of this—and at yourselfIf you have even a little bit of wisdom, you’ll choose to laugh, and you’ll watch young people making mistakes in the world, feeling as though you’re watching a movie...

Poesia

For Teens