A child is like a recruit entering boot camp for the first time—everything is new, both thrilling and terrifying, but filled with the most curiosity. They wonder who they will meet, what tasks they will be assigned, and how they will remember this experience after they leave.

An adult, on the other hand, is like a private or corporal in the military, already familiar with the daily training routine. They make fewer mistakes and their life feels more stable. But they no longer ask new questions, because through experience, they can predict what will happen.

As adults, we reduce the likelihood of getting hurt. Experience teaches us how to avoid danger, and we tend to stay away from risky things. However, as children, we don't know any better and are, in a way, braver. We jump into risky situations and attempt things we aren't good at, which leads us to get hurt more easily. As children, we admire adults for not getting hurt, thinking it's something to respect. Yet, as adults, we envy children for their ability to get hurt, heal, and try again.

Even as adults, we aren't fully "grown" in every way. Someone might be an adult at work but still immature, like a child, in relationships. We all retain childlike aspects in some parts of our lives. And perhaps the joy of life comes from watching those parts of us grow and transform into adulthood.