ur writing is so warm and welcoming, v gentle to read :”) today was my first day of senior yr and i could not relate more to everything u wrote.
i'm not entirely familiar with the story of peter pan and wendy (cardinal sin i know) but i was not aware that the lost boys would grow up to be "dull men" or that peter forgot about wendy in the blink of a YEAR(?!) that is so devastating(???) yet your takeaway is so nice, i love your interpretation: “You will have to let go of your childhood one day, but the delights will always linger, like pixie dust.” like nothing ever really leaves you… :”)
having very limited info about the story of peter/wendy made me think that their story was forever confined in childhood/the time they had together … so knowing the ending now where they eventually grow up is admittedly a little sad, but v comforting at the same time … ur entry reminded me about how life continues no matter what, and how it doesn’t have to be as sad or as scary as we think it has to be :”)
In periods of great changes I found I often return back to dear childhood media. It seems like you returned to a book that couldn’t be MORE fitting to your current situation, to this great passage. The parts about not being averse to growing up until this moment was incredibly relatable to me - I’ve always wanted to grow up earlier than I could’ve, and the sadness for the passed time only started showing up recently. Still, I absolutely adore your point - “I had waited all summer for my childhood to return to me, and when it did, I realised that we were perhaps not as acquainted anymore. And that’s okay” - just like how you still remember curiosity about your new access to the previously forbidden part of the bookstore, we can remember the past and those crucial moments of growing up fondly too. There’s always an opportunity to reread childhood books and books we currently have yet to read with new perspectives and with acceptance of the changes life brought us. Parts of our childhood always remain with us, and there’s joy in seeing the person you’re becoming when you look back on them. The emotion was perfectly captured and made me think od why I keep returning to old favorites with such fondness - you really got it!
this is so soft and eloquent and all around lovely. as someone overly sentimental about childhood memories and with one of my biggest fears being forgetting something (or someone) that was once important to me, i needed this. this piece felt like a cool hand on my forehead, steadying me.
"No one tells you that the last summer before your senior year has you holding a ticking time-bomb in your hands. It is confusing, and, after a while, it begins to feel like a dawdling conclusion to an era you didn’t even know you were living."
I relate to this so much, especially seeing as it's also my last summer before senior year. Your writing is lovely! You've inspired me to read Peter and Wendy, which I haven't before.
ur writing is so warm and welcoming, v gentle to read :”) today was my first day of senior yr and i could not relate more to everything u wrote.
i'm not entirely familiar with the story of peter pan and wendy (cardinal sin i know) but i was not aware that the lost boys would grow up to be "dull men" or that peter forgot about wendy in the blink of a YEAR(?!) that is so devastating(???) yet your takeaway is so nice, i love your interpretation: “You will have to let go of your childhood one day, but the delights will always linger, like pixie dust.” like nothing ever really leaves you… :”)
having very limited info about the story of peter/wendy made me think that their story was forever confined in childhood/the time they had together … so knowing the ending now where they eventually grow up is admittedly a little sad, but v comforting at the same time … ur entry reminded me about how life continues no matter what, and how it doesn’t have to be as sad or as scary as we think it has to be :”)
In periods of great changes I found I often return back to dear childhood media. It seems like you returned to a book that couldn’t be MORE fitting to your current situation, to this great passage. The parts about not being averse to growing up until this moment was incredibly relatable to me - I’ve always wanted to grow up earlier than I could’ve, and the sadness for the passed time only started showing up recently. Still, I absolutely adore your point - “I had waited all summer for my childhood to return to me, and when it did, I realised that we were perhaps not as acquainted anymore. And that’s okay” - just like how you still remember curiosity about your new access to the previously forbidden part of the bookstore, we can remember the past and those crucial moments of growing up fondly too. There’s always an opportunity to reread childhood books and books we currently have yet to read with new perspectives and with acceptance of the changes life brought us. Parts of our childhood always remain with us, and there’s joy in seeing the person you’re becoming when you look back on them. The emotion was perfectly captured and made me think od why I keep returning to old favorites with such fondness - you really got it!
this is so soft and eloquent and all around lovely. as someone overly sentimental about childhood memories and with one of my biggest fears being forgetting something (or someone) that was once important to me, i needed this. this piece felt like a cool hand on my forehead, steadying me.
"No one tells you that the last summer before your senior year has you holding a ticking time-bomb in your hands. It is confusing, and, after a while, it begins to feel like a dawdling conclusion to an era you didn’t even know you were living."
I relate to this so much, especially seeing as it's also my last summer before senior year. Your writing is lovely! You've inspired me to read Peter and Wendy, which I haven't before.