By Linda Goudsmit ——Bio and Archives--March 10, 2019
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I won’t grow up, (I won’t grow up) I don’t want to go to school. (I don’t want to go to school) Just to learn to be a parrot, (Just to learn to be a parrot) And recite a silly rule. (And recite a silly rule) If growing up means It would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up Not me! Not I, Not me! Not me! I won’t grow up, (I won’t grow up) I don’t want to wear a tie. (I don’t want to wear a tie) And a serious expression (And a serious expression) In the middle of July. (In the middle of July) And if it means I must prepare To shoulder burdens with a worried air,
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I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up Not me, Not I, Not me! So there! Never gonna be a man, I won’t! Like to see somebody try And make me. Anyone who wants to try And make me turn into a man, Catch me if you can. I won’t grow up. Not a penny will I pinch. I will never grow a mustache, Or a fraction of an inch. ‘Cause growing up is awfuller Than all the awful things that ever were. I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up, No sir, Not I, Not me, So there! I won’t grow up! (I won’t grow up) I will never even try (I will never even try) I will do what Peter tells me (I will do what Peter tells me) And I’ll never ask him why (And I’ll never ask him why) We won’t grow up! (We won’t grow up) We will never grow a day (We will never grow a day) And if someone tries to make it (And if someone tries to make it) We will simply run away (We will simply run away)
I won’t grow up! (I won’t grow up) No, I promise that I won’t (No, I promise that I won’t) I will stay a boy forever (I will stay a boy forever) And be banished if I don’t! (And be banished if I don’t) And Never Land will always be The home of beauty and joy And neverty I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up Not me! Not me! Not me! Not me! No sir! Not me! Songwriters: David B. Chase / Morris I. Charlap / Carolyn LeighWe do not live in Never Never land. We live in the United States of America where freedom and opportunity require a commitment to living in the adult world of objective reality. Socialism demands a return to childhood dependence and the infantile world of subjective reality epitomized in the Green New Deal. We must grow up and embrace the fact that human beings are not birds - they cannot fly even when they really really really feel like they can. Socialism will kill America as surely as Johnny trying to fly.
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Linda Goudsmit is the devoted wife of Rob and they are the parents of four children and the grandparents of four. She and Rob owned and operated a girls’ clothing store in Michigan for forty years before retiring to the sunny beaches of Florida. A graduate of the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, Linda has a lifelong commitment to learning and is an avid reader and observer of life. She is the author of the philosophy book Dear America: Who’s Driving the Bus? and its political sequel, The Book of Humanitarian Hoaxes: Killing America with ‘Kindness’, along with numerous current affairs articles featured on her websites lindagoudsmit.com and goudsmit.pundicity.com. The Collapsing American Family: From Bonding to Bondage and her forthcoming book, Space Is No Longer the Final Frontier––Reality Is, complete Linda’s quadrangle of insightful books that connect the philosophical, ideological, political, and psychological dots of globalism’s War on America and individual sovereignty..
Linda believes the future of our nation requires reviving individualism, restoring meritocracy, and teaching critical-thinking skills to children again. Her illustrated children’s book series, Mimi’s Strategy, offers youngsters new and exciting ways of solving their problems and having their needs met. Mrs. Goudsmit believes that learning to think strategically rather than reacting emotionally is a valuable skill that will empower any child throughout his or her life. Plus, in Linda’s words, “I have yet to meet the child who would prefer a reprimand to a kiss.”