… If I could be 7 years old again, I would wear the dress my mother laid out for me without throwing a tantrum because I didn’t like it.
… If I could be 8 years old again, I would stand beside the shy, timid girl who was being ostracized by the rest of our classmates and proudly announce that she was my friend.
… If I could be 10 years old again, I would behave in school like a model pupil, rather than dream up cunning pranks to make my teacher’s life miserable.
… If I could be 12 years old again, I would make sure to daven every Sunday morning instead of frittering away time until chatzos had passed.
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