Daily Prompt Topic: In a reversal of Big, the Tom Hanks classic from the 80s, your adult self is suddenly locked in the body of a 12-year-old kid. How do you survive your first day back in school?
Even the thought of this scares me a little. Twelve was such a tough age. On the cusp of puberty, starting out at a brand new (much bigger) school, having lockers and class schedules and fancy uniforms and meeting all these new people. On top of that, your adult teeth are still making their way in so you look kind of like a Jack-O-Lantern, and your hair just won’t co-operate so it’s embarrassingly frizzy. Safe to say I’d never wish to go back to that age.
If I had to, I guess I would recognise that everyone is feeling the same way. At the time, I felt like I was going through it all a lot tougher than most, when really, that probably wasn’t true. It’s a scary time for everyone there, it’s just that some chose to see past that and be confident anyway.
If I went back, I’d try to get to know more people instead of just the handful of friends I already had. I’d try to relax a bit more, and not get stressed over school work and fights between friends. I’d try to eat healthier, as this was the year where my diet began to go downhill. I’d try not to fit in so much, as it’s okay to be different, and fitting in was never on the cards anyway.
That all being said, I learnt a lot from my first year of high school. A lot of them were hard lessons, but ultimately have helped shape me into the person I am now. I’m glad I can’t go back and change things, because if I could, who knows what I’d be like now?