Age and maturity are two related but yet different concepts. While age has to do with the number of years one has lived on earth from the time of birth, maturity explores the growth and development process which occurs as one lives by each day.
But one thing is quite common.......... they're both continuous.
There's no point in time when you get to say that one has either aged or matured enough cause as long as one keeps living, both keeps progressing.
However, while age increases as each 365 days cycle passes by as applicable to everyone, maturity doesn't tend to follow a similar pattern.
It's not just the older I get, the more mature I become kinda thing. Maturity deals more with the ability to take responsibility for one's actions, analyse and learn from mistakes, think out of the box, make decisions, manage one's emotions as well as maintaining healthy relationships.
Maturity embodies a whole lot of facets of human development and springs from personal life experiences, environment and sometimes, genetics doesn't fail to play a part.
It's quite unfortunate that a good number of people fail to realise that an increase in age, height or body size doesn't mean that such person is mature and I've had a few instances to testify to that.
The day I went to my little brother's school sometime ago, I couldn't take a step without students bumping into me and running round all corners of the compound.
When I was eventually made my way up the stairs, I had to walk down the hallway looking through each classroom door hoping to find his' when I stumbled upon a female teacher exchanging words with a student whom I guessed would be in (lower) primary 3. When I listened into the banter, I had to do a double take on her.
I can't remember the exact words they exchanged but it was along the lines of;
Boy: you're mad
Lady: you're stupid
To every word he says, she replies back in a similar manner. I kept watching in shock until another boy standing close by gently grabbed her hand and said, "big sis, it's okay".
Big sis?
This time around, I did a triple take on the lady who was still fuming in anger only to realise she was quite young, though older than me and definitely in her early twenties. With her good height and chubby appearance, I easily mistook her for a teacher in the school and the fact that she was wearing a wig didn't make it any better.
She turned and left with her brother after telling the other boy that he obviously came from the lineage of stupid beings.
What's the rationale behind a grownup intervening in her brother's childish argument with his fellow classmate only for her to take over from where he stopped rather than putting an end to it, as expected of her???
It's quite obvious that some people struggle with maturity despite whatever age they've grown up to while others mature far beyond their age, boiling down to the fact that age doesn't determine a matured mind and the rate of maturity varies among humans.
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