I’ve known these girls since we were nine. They make up half of my childhood barkada or close circle of friends, and it sucks to be thousands of miles away from them right now, especially with all the changes happening in our lives.
The other day I watched “Do Revenge” on Netflix. Reviews gave it good stars for its ode to 90s plot and music, but my biggest throwback came from seeing Maya Hawke all grown up and doing her own thing. Ethan Hawke was my ultimate childhood crush. I wrote to him twice, and got two hand-signed postcards in reply (nevermind that the signatures were different each time). Seeing his daughter carry the torch as a new generation celeb is an interesting trip down memory lane and back to the future. Extra tug that she’s also in Stranger Things, another ode to our childhood that jumped through time, and with its own cult following today
Our childhood is a treasure trove, not just of memories, but of identity and feelings. And the people who bring us back there are treasures themselves.
On Orange Day, ask yourself: When things are strange and need a little cheering up, who do you call? Who are your pickmeupper friends?
If there’s something strange
In your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
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